273: Senior and junior brothers, heartless and unrighteous! [Explosive update, please give me a gift]

Duan Tianya took a deep breath: "Foster Father, loyalty and filial piety have always been difficult to balance. What's wrong is wrong. You taught us from a young age to be loyal to the monarch and loyal to the country. Tianya has never forgotten it for a moment. Foster Father, please stop."

"Good, very good." Zhu Wushi nodded, seemingly unsurprised: "But I am the monarch, and I am the country. What I say is never wrong. To be loyal to me is to be loyal to the monarch and loyal to the country!"

"I, I, I, you dog-legged 'I'! You're not even the emperor yet, and you're already saying 'I'. Bah!"

Cheng Shifei stood with his hands on his hips, spitting everywhere, and pointed at Zhu Wushi on the Dragon Throne, unleashing a torrent of abuse:

"Zhu Tie Dan! Why don't you go pee and look at your own reflection! Just because you're wearing monkey fur, you think you're a true Dragon Son of Heaven?

I see you as a toad wearing a Dragon Robe—putting on airs! A turtle wearing a Phoenix crown—shameless!"

"And 'purging the emperor's side'? I'll purge your big head, you ghost! Cao Zhengchun, that old eunuch dog, deserved to die, but at least his evil was out in the open.

Unlike you, you old schemer, on the surface, you're the loyal and righteous Iron Valiant Divine Marquis, but behind the scenes, you're always doing dirty deeds like stealing, sneaking, and framing others!"

"And you have the nerve to say Cao Zhengchun made the court a mess? Bah! At least half of that mess was the farts you, Zhu Tie Dan, let out!

Rebel if you're going to rebel, but you're still hypocritically talking about 'purging the emperor's side'. So, all the good things are for you, and all the bad things are for others? Your abacus is so loud, I can hear it clanging all the way from the Drunken Spring Pavilion!"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, so he simply rolled up his sleeves, spitting everywhere:

"And 'the capable should rule'? I'll 'capable' your face! Besides hiding behind others and scheming, what else can you do? What else are you capable of? What are you even considered?

You're just a rock in a latrine—both stinky and hard! And you still dream of being emperor?

You ask all the civil and military officials, ask the people of the world, who the hell would want a treacherous, wolf-hearted and dog-lunged person like you to sit on the Dragon Throne?

If you sit on it, that Dragon Throne will probably find your butt dirty!"

"I'm telling you, Zhu Tie Dan, with us here today, you won't succeed!

My martial arts may not be as good as yours, but my bones are hard, and my spine is straight!

Unlike you, you look like a human, but your core has long been rotten!"

His barrage of common idioms and allegorical sayings, mixed with scathing curses, bombarded Zhu Wushi like a cannon, each word piercing the heart.

Princess Yunluo gave him a thumbs up. She, Yunluo, had not misjudged him; although Cheng Shifei was uncultured, he was a true hero.

Zhu Wushi sat upright on the Dragon Throne, his face ashen, his fingers gripping the armrest turning slightly white from the force, his knuckles showing a bluish-gray.

He had dominated the court for decades; when had he ever been so publicly insulted with such vulgar and unbearable language?

Especially by a small-time hooligan like Cheng Shifei, whom he usually wouldn't even deign to look at!

A chilling killing intent, like a tangible presence, permeated from him, and the temperature of the entire Hall of Celestial Purity seemed to drop abruptly by several degrees.

"Cheng Shifei, your five uses of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill are all used up, yet you still dare to be arrogant in front of me."

Zhu Wushi's voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, each word carrying a bone-chilling coldness, "You are seeking death!"

Before he finished speaking, his robes and sleeves moved without wind, and a vast, boundless Internal Energy fluctuation, as if capable of devouring everything, erupted with a roar!

"Energy Absorption Skill!"

A terrifying suction instantly locked onto Cheng Shifei, who was still cursing happily!

Cheng Shifei only felt an irresistible immense force seize his entire body; the True Qi in his limbs and bones uncontrollably wanted to gush out of his body!

His face immediately turned pale, and he wanted to circulate his skill to resist, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree!

"Foster Father, no!" Shangguan Haitang cried out in alarm.

"Stop!" Duan Tianya's long saber was unsheathed, and the gleaming saber light slashed directly at Zhu Wushi's arm!

Iron Hand slammed his palms on the ground, and a powerful surge of Qi, like an earthquake, rushed straight towards Zhu Wushi's lower body!

Life Chaser transformed into an afterimage, his leg sweeping like a whip towards Zhu Wushi's face!

Cold Blood's sword shot out like a cold star, directly piercing Zhu Wushi's throat!

Emotionless's fingers flashed with cold light, and dozens of hidden weapons, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, sealed Zhu Wushi's vital acupoints!

The Four Great Constables and Duan Tianya, five people working together, their offensive like a furious storm, instantly enveloped Zhu Wushi!

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Zhu Wushi snorted coldly, his figure sitting on the Dragon Throne not even moving; he merely vigorously swept his empty left sleeve!

"Overestimating yourselves!"

"Boom—!"

A suction force several times more terrifying than before suddenly erupted, as if an invisible black hole had formed in front of him!

Then, he exhaled again.

With one inhale and one exhale, the immense power directly sent the five people flying.

They fell to the ground, spitting blood.

The top young experts were as weak as ants before the Lord Protector!

The disparity in strength was like heaven and earth!

"Too weak to withstand a single blow!"

"Lord Protector, please stop."

A peaceful, steady voice, like a morning bell or evening drum, resounded in the great hall.

The voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears, as if carrying a strange magic that brought peace of mind.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see an old man in a green robe standing at the entrance of the great hall, having appeared at some unknown time.

His face was lean, his eyes gentle, and he had a long, three-stranded beard flowing in the wind.

He simply stood there quietly, yet he seemed to be the stabilizing force of the entire hall; the originally solemn and oppressive atmosphere seemed to ease a little with his arrival.

It was none other than Lord Zhuge, Zhuge Zhengwo!

Zhu Wushi's pupils constricted slightly, and a trace of solemnity finally appeared on his usually calm face: "Mr. Yuan, the time you've been waiting for has arrived!"

"Senior Brother, you've finally come."

Yuan Shisanxian's voice rang out. He took a step forward, his figure facing Zhuge Zhengwo from afar, and an invisible smoke of war immediately permeated the air.

Zhu Wushi looked at Zhuge Zhengwo, slowly rising from the Dragon Throne: "Zhuge Xiaohua, are you going to stop me?"

Zhuge Zhengwo's gaze swept over the restrained emperor and empress dowager, over the injured crowd, and finally rested on Zhu Wushi, sighing softly: "Lord Protector, you already wield immense power in the court, and your wealth is extreme. Why bother committing such a heinous act, only to cause suffering to the common people?"

"Common people?"

Zhu Wushi seemed to have heard a joke, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth,

"It is precisely for the sake of these common people that I have no choice but to step forward!

Zhu Houzhao is young and incompetent, leading to the corruption of court politics, and internal and external troubles! Only I can lead the Great Ming to prosperity!"

"Prosperity?" Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head, "A kingdom seized through conspiracy and deceit has an unstable Foundation. How can it bring true prosperity? Lord Protector, you have been blinded by the lust for power."

"The victor is king, the loser is bandit; it has always been so!"

Zhu Wushi's voice turned cold, "Zhuge Xiaohua, since you have come, I invite you to your death!"

"Mr. Yuan, let's fight outside the hall! Do not destroy my Hall of Celestial Purity!"

"Good!"

Yuan Shisanxian's eyes shot out hatred and fanaticism that had accumulated for decades, and an abnormal flush appeared on his gaunt face.

His figure flickered, and he had already darted out of the Hall of Celestial Purity, standing in the center of the vast white marble square outside the hall.

"Senior Brother, please!" His voice was hoarse, carrying a bone-deep chill.

Zhuge Zhengwo gave Zhu Wushi a deep look, then swept his gaze over the restrained emperor and empress dowager, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He straightened his green robe and walked steadily out of the great hall, standing ten zhang away from Yuan Shisanxian.

The morning sun had just risen, and its golden light spilled onto the square, stretching the shadows of the two figures to an extreme length.

On one side was a man in a green robe, upright and righteous; on the other was a man in a gray robe, solitary and aloof, radiating malevolence.

"Junior Brother, after twenty years, you have finally reached this point." Zhuge Zhengwo's voice was calm, carrying a hint of regret.

"Less nonsense!" Yuan Shisanxian interrupted sharply, his eyes bloodshot,

"Twenty years ago, I was just a hair's breadth short of you! Today, I will prove that I, Yuan Shisanxian, am absolutely not inferior to you, Zhuge Zhengwo!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly blurred, leaving only a faint gray shadow in his original spot, his true body having shot towards Zhuge Zhengwo like an arrow released from a bowstring!

His speed was extreme, creating a sharp, whistling sound as he cut through the air!