After saying that, Lao Hu did not delay at all, and walked directly to the tunnel of the royal palace with Mo Tai who fainted. However, when he was leaving the yard, he still couldn't help but pause and looked back at King Yu.

"Let's go."

King Yu waved his hand. Under the dim light, his figure looked just an old father, not at all like the King Yu who held great power.

Lao Hu's nose felt a little sore, but he didn't say anything, just gritted his teeth, turned around and left with Motai on his back.

After they all left, King Yu took a set of his favorite tea set and walked into the yard, calmly making a cup of tea for himself.

"Glory and wealth are like floating clouds, the wind surging blue sky and clearing thousands of miles away. Let's look at the history of emperors, generals and ministers. How can we have a thousand years of spring?"

King Yu turned a deaf ear to the fighting outside the mansion. He quietly picked up the tea he had made, and after savoring it, he said to himself: "Look at the history of emperors, generals and ministers, how could he have had a thousand years of spring, how could he have a thousand years of spring, and... "

"When it comes to this old Taoist priest, it's still a bit of a thing. It seems that he shouldn't have been killed back then."

King Yu poured himself and drank it by himself. Not long after a pot of tea was finished, Yang Yanzhang also brought people to kill him.

Seeing King Yu drinking alone, Yang Yanzhang was stunned for a moment. After coming to his senses, he did not rush to arrest King Yu. He just waved his hand and asked the soldiers to control Prince Yu's mansion, and then he walked forward alone and sat in front of King Yu.

"The last general Yang Yanzhang, the commander of the Imperial Army, has met King Yu."

"Yang Yanzhang, I know you, the son of the chief assistant Yang Weishang, is really a tiger father without a dog son."

King Yu looked at Yang Yanzhang, who was covered in blood, and his expression was not strange. After raising his hand to pour a cup of tea for Yang Yanzhang, he asked, "The king succeeds and the enemy is defeated. Since he lost, there is nothing to say. I just don't know what the one in the capital is going to deal with me?"

Yang Yanzhang did not drink the cup of tea that King Yu poured him, but laughed and said, "The prince said, you are considered a royal family member. By seniority, he should also teach you uncle. If possible, he doesn't want to watch you die."

"Um?"

King Yu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Yang Yanzhang meant. Could it be that the legendary murderer Mo Zizai who had no blink of an eye had a merciful and ruthless side, and wanted to let him go?

"Don't misunderstand, Prince Yu."

Yang Yanzhang said with a smile on his face: "The prince means that since he doesn't want to watch you die, then if he has the chance, let the general send you a ride first."

“Ha~”

After hearing this, King Yu laughed slightly mockingly, "This is in line with his rumored personality. Since that's the case, I don't expect to see him."
Chapter completed!