As the five words of the prisoner Chen Pingping spit out from Yan Bingyun's thin lips, all the people in the secret room of the Overwatch Council went crazy. Their faces were still calm, but there was a flash of light in their eyes. Feeling cold, he stared fiercely at Yan Bingyun's face, as if he wanted to tear Yan Bingyun into pieces with his eyes.
Of the Eight Divisions of the Overwatch Council, all the senior officials gathered here, except that the sponsor of the Sixth Division was temporarily in charge, and the convoy of the Fifth Division Jing Ge was slowly marching towards the east of Qing Kingdom. They are the real power figures in the Overwatch Council. The leader of the first branch is Mu Tie, the leader of the second branch is the old man, the leader of the third branch is Fan Xian's brother, and the leaders of the seventh and eighth branches are all members of the Qinian group, including the leader of the fourth branch. Including Yan Bingyun, all the people in this secret room are actually Fan Xian's direct descendants.
Of course, Fan Xian's direct lineage is also Chen Pingping's direct lineage. Although they don't have much communication with old dean Chen, just like every official spy in the Overwatch Council, the old dean is their ancestors, and they have a special relationship in their hearts. Incomparably lofty status.
Except for Yan Bingyun, the six people stood up abruptly, staring at Yan Bingyun's face, the host Mu Tie's face was full of black iron, extremely angry, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Yan Bingyun What do you want to do, my lord?"
Yan Bingyun looked back at the six people without flinching. Ever since they returned from the Northern Qi land, Chen Pingping and Fan Xian were too lazy to deal with complicated court affairs. It's all taken care of by this cold son. He is the son of Yan Ruohai Mansion, and his seniority in the courtyard is extremely old. When he was only a teenager, he was sent to the extremely dangerous Northern Qi to carry out espionage activities. Afterwards, he was sold back by the eldest princess. I don't know what kind of cruel torture he has endured. So the reputation in the courtyard is also very high.
Especially after Fan Xian gradually took over the power of the Overwatch Council, as Fan Xian's partner and closest subordinate, whether he was dealing with the affairs of the Ming family in the south of the Yangtze River, or in the battle with the eldest princess and the imperial palace, he planned rebellion in the capital. Among them, they all showed extremely powerful ability to sort out and analyze information, and ability to make decisions.
With seniority, experience, devotion, sacrifice, and background, Mr. Xiaoyan successfully obtained the position of under two people and above ten thousand people in the Overwatch Council. So officials, even those who are nominally equal in level The host also acquiesced to his assignment, and they admired this Lord Xiaoyan from the bottom of their hearts.
The corners of Yan Bingyun's eyes twitched slightly. Looking at the six people in front of him, he did not give in at all, and said word by word: "Chen Pingping assassinated His Majesty, and will be executed at midnight tomorrow. Our court orders to accept this prisoner. Do you... want to rebel?"
The news about His Majesty's assassination had already spread in the palace, and these senior officials of the Overwatch Council grasped the information immediately. After they were shocked, they also realized that the old dean did not return to his hometown to retire with the thirty black carriages, but unexpectedly reappeared in the palace, and... actually assassinated His Majesty
None of the officials of the Overwatch Council believed that this was the truth of all the facts, let alone the six hosts who looked at Yan Bingyun coldly, but in the end Mu Tie said angrily: "Dean Why did he appear in the palace again after returning to his hometown for retirement? To assassinate His Majesty? Who made the rumor? What happened in the palace?"
The organizer of the three places who had been silent all this time lowered his head and said slowly: "I think the most important thing now is to find out..."
Yan Bingyun was furious, he slapped the long table with his palm, buzzed, and said sharply: "Your Majesty personally ordered, Ye Shuai, Eunuch Yao, and University Fellow He, everyone saw it with their own eyes, check? Check what? "
The two oldest and most senior intelligence directors here suddenly lowered their eyelids, and said in a hoarse voice, "So what if you saw it with your own eyes? I think... Your Majesty just wants to do something to our broken yard." The old man raised his face coldly, and said: "If you want to commit a crime, why do you have no excuse? Your Majesty wants to kill, what kind of reason can't be found? It's just that this matter involves the old dean. King’s crime, what other crimes can bring him down?”
There was silence in the secret room. The glass window, which was originally covered with black cloth, was exceptionally transparent today, making everyone feel a little unaccustomed to it. The sun was setting outside, casting twilight on the vermilion wall of the palace. , and reflected into the secret room of the Overwatch Council, the whole room was enveloped in a blood-red light.
The head of the second office narrowed his eyes, looked at Yan Bingyun, and said slowly: "Master Yan, the final appointment of the chief executive has not yet been made, you are not qualified to instruct us to do anything? You... are not qualified to take this black bra come down."
The silence in the secret room became more and more palpitating. All the senior officials of the Overwatch Council looked at Yan Bingyun, wanting to see how he would deal with this shocking event, while Mu Tie and the others listened to the words of the old senior from the Second Division. The doubts in the words and eyes gradually became stronger, and the eyes looking at Yan Bingyun began to cool down.
"All the information in the courtyard has to be sorted out by me. A few days ago, the Kyoto garrison disappeared mysteriously, the imperial army and the palace defense suddenly stepped up, and the Privy Council secretly dispatched troops... I have sent all these information to your desk." Looking at Yan Bingyun coldly, he said: "Now it seems that this is naturally His Majesty's method to deal with the old dean, but you...why didn't you react at all?"
Yan Bingyun's previous anger disappeared in the blink of an eye. He had a cold face, and there was a trace of coldness all over his body, as if his whole body was a piece of ice.
"In the past half a month, you transferred more than half of the people in my office to Xiliang and Dongyi. Most of them are probably still on the way now." The director of the second office looked at him coldly. , said: "Now the strength of the courtyard is less than one-third of what it used to be. What do you want to do? Maybe you already knew what happened today, so you are preparing for the palace in advance."
"More than half of the swordsmen and assassins of the Sixth Office were transferred and left the capital just a few days ago." The temporary director of the Sixth Office looked at Yan Bingyun indifferently. A powerful assassin, his gaze was like a sword nailing Yan Bingyun, as if he wanted to nail this piece of ice into the twilight, and let him gradually melt, "You have to give us an explanation."
The three most powerful divisions in the Overwatch Council are the four, five and six divisions. The black cavalry of the five divisions have never been able to stay around the capital, and now some of the black cavalry have left with the black convoy, and some are meeting Fan near Yanjing. After returning leisurely, the surroundings are under the control of Yan Bingyun, and they are scattered in various states and counties, so it is impossible to concentrate their efforts in the capital.
When Yan Bingyun ordered that the swordsman assassins in the Sixth Office be evacuated, the most powerful part of the Overwatch Council had been weakened to the limit.
Mu Tie's heart trembled for a moment. He was taking care of a part of the capital, so he was not involved in the transfer of orders from the Overwatch Council these days. He didn't know until now that Yan Bingyun had secretly emptied the courtyard With so much power, associating with today's shocking changes in the palace, associating with Dean Chen, his heart became cold.
"I am a subject of the Qing Kingdom, a subject of Your Majesty, and an official of the Overwatch Council." Yan Bingyun was directly exposed by these officials for the preparations he made a few days ago, but there was no trace of guilt on his face. He looked at him indifferently. The people standing on both sides of the long table said word by word: "Don't forget, the first sentence you learned when you were admitted to the hospital!"
"It's all for the Qing Dynasty!" Yan Bingyun waved his hand indifferently, "Being loyal to His Majesty is the only thing we need to consider. Your previous words are already a bit outrageous, and I don't want to hear them again."
Yes, the senior officials of the Overwatch Council showed their resentment towards the imperial palace to the fullest. If people outside the court knew about it, it would be no different from the crime of deceiving the emperor.
Yan Bingyun walked slowly to the window, squinting his eyes at the blood-red twilight reflected from the outside, and a cold voice leaked out from between his teeth: "Chen Pingping's assassination of His Majesty, the rebellion is obvious, if you insist on going your own way, what do you want?" Don't blame me for being ruthless if you collude with this traitor and do something..."
The chamber was silent again.
The temporary head of the Sixth Office slowly held the iron handle at his side, looked indifferently at Yan Bingyun by the window, and said, "Although you have transferred most of my subordinates, I think I will It is not a difficult thing for the Sixth Office to kill you."
"So what if you kill me?" Yan Bingyun said with indifference and disdain, "You want to plot rebellion? Where can your family, the families and relatives of your swordsmen escape? There are 10,000 troops outside, and you can even save them." Can you kill the old dean?"
The twilight hit Yan Bingyun's frosty face, showing a very complex blood color, he turned his head slowly, looked at the head of the six divisions and said indifferently: "Your Majesty's decree has arrived in the morning, and I have the courtyard in my hand." Commander's warrant, from now on, I will be the third commissioner of the Overwatch Council! You must abide by my order, otherwise you will be punished by court regulations."
"Master Yan, I don't know what's going on in your heart." Mu Tie, who had been acting dull and confused for the past few years, suddenly said sincerely: "Yes, Master Sixth Division only relies on those sword-handed assassins. At most, the old dean can be rescued in the courtyard, but there is no way to send the old dean out of the capital."
"However." Mu Tie's eyes lit up, especially on his dark face, "I'm still here! With the coordination of the eight major places, no matter if you want to save anyone in this capital, it's not impossible. what happened!"
"There are people hiding in every key yamen in the first place, and there must be backhands in the fourth place... If you can't do it, my lord, I must have this method." The intelligence director of the second office said indifferently: "Go to the eighth office to provoke Mrs. School riots, no matter what reason is used, as long as the capital is in chaos. The three departments immediately took action, poisoning the water source inside the capital, forcing the capital to open tomorrow, and fires everywhere. Once they exert their strength, they only save the old dean Alone, easy and ruthless."
As expected, he was the oldest member of the Overwatch Council, and he sorted out several actions to rescue Chen Pingping with a casual remark, and even more easily uttered such a vicious and pungent plan.
"Poisoning the water source in the capital?" Yan Bingyun's pupils shrank, "Do you want the relatives and relatives of the officials who supervised the entire capital, and the people of the entire capital...to be buried with him?"
"Our Overwatch Council has the ability to turn Kyoto into a deserted city. If we can really make up our minds." The director of the second office put on a cold face, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "As long as the old director can live, die What are hundreds of thousands of people?"
Yan Bingyun's heart trembled a bit. Until today, he realized that the Overwatch Council, which he had devoted his whole life to, had long since forgotten the existence of His Majesty the Emperor. All the officials were lunatics. For Chen Pingping, they really Can do whatever it takes, can do countless crazy things.
"I won't give you this chance." Yan Bingyun narrowed his eyes and lightly rang the small bell on the long table.
There was a rush of footsteps outside the secret room, and the faces of the leaders of the Eight Great Offices suddenly changed. Knowing that something was different, Mu Tie's fingers trembled slightly. Looking at Yan Bingyun's face, he became more excited and said loudly: "Don't you Do you want to watch the old dean suffer humiliation and die tomorrow?"
Yan Bingyun kept a cold face and said nothing. The door of the secret room was pushed open, and his trusted officials entered in a single file, and it took only a very short time to control every corner of the room.
The temporary head of the Sixth Office still held the iron rod tightly, he ignored the people who walked in behind him, he just looked at Yan Bingyun coldly.
The strength of the Kyoto Overwatch Council is extremely strong, but this square and gloomy building is just a brain. Their real strength is hidden in every branch office and every dark place. The several directors in this secret room are waiting for the brains of the Overwatch Council. As long as this brain is abolished, the officials of the Overwatch Council will have no leader, and no matter how angry they are about Chen Pingping, it will be difficult to condense into a huge force.
Yan Bingyun obviously prepared for today's change for a long time. After the situation in the secret room was controlled by Chu Chu, the Qing Kingdom's elite troops who had been guarding the periphery formed a column of thousands of people and moved closer to the Overwatch Council.
A series of dense footsteps and the metal sound of light armor colliding sounded around the Fangzheng gloomy building, which made people very depressing and moving. There were a few faint shouts in the lobby of the Overwatch Council downstairs, and then it seemed that someone was reading the will.
The people in the secret room didn't care about these voices, the six hosts just stared at Yan Bingyun's face angrily and resentfully.
Yan Bingyun looked at Mu Tie with an expression of disbelief, and said calmly: "In the capital, you can control the most people, so I can't let you out, you should be wronged in the prison for a while. .”
Mu Tie's eyes seemed to burst into flames. Both he and Yan Bingyun were Fan Xian's confidantes, and the two had a good relationship. Based on his usual understanding, he couldn't believe that Yan Bingyun would sacrifice his life for the sake of glory and wealth. He chose to kill Old Dean Chen viciously in the back.
The head of the second intelligence agency closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sounds around him. His brain was spinning rapidly, constantly analyzing the strength comparison between the two sides. After a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed very sadly. Knowing that he has no intentions, Yan Bingyun, with the help of the powerful military force of the imperial court, has successfully separated the mind from the hands and feet of the Overwatch Council. More precisely, as long as Yan Bingyun controls the Founder's The gloomy building, the Overwatch Council would have turned into a half useless person.
"Don't do it." He lightly patted the shoulder of the temporary host of the six divisions, letting him loosen his grip on the iron rod. The head of the second office has the highest seniority in this secret room, the head of the sixth office has a stern look on his face, but knowing that the situation is settled now, he couldn't help but let go with a muffled snort and let go of his hand.
The director of the Second Office looked at Yan Bingyun coldly and said, "Probably we are all going to die."
Yan Bingyun lowered his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Chen Pingping assassinated His Majesty, you didn't know about it, as long as you make no mistakes, I will protect your life."
The director of the second department sighed, touched his gray hair, thought of something, laughed at himself, and suddenly said, "I wonder what brother Ruohai will think after knowing what happened today? But Lord Yan, I advise you to kill all of us old fellows, otherwise we will live another day, and you will not be able to sleep peacefully."
This is not a threat, but a very sincere and blatant announcement. The details of today's changes in the Overwatch Council will be revealed one day. If the organizers of these eight major divisions are not silenced, Yan Bingyun will surely welcome Chen Pingping's loyalty, because Chen Pingping's The wrath of the dead and angry Overwatch Council officials.
And how many of those officials are there? No one knows, how many times does Yan Bingyun need to die due to the anger of those people? No one knows either.
After the director of the Second Division finished speaking, he walked out the door under the escort of several officials. Old Dean Chen who is about to die.
The iron rods, crossbow arrows, daggers, inner armor, poison powder, and all weapons that could be used to kill people were found on the temporary head of the Sixth Office. The host had a cold face and did not make any resistance. When he was escorted past Yan Bingyun, he spat on his face with a puffing sound.
Yan Bingyun gently wiped the saliva off his face with his snow-white sleeve, looked at him and said, "Since you wanted to provoke me to kill you, why didn't you resist earlier?"
"I don't want to die yet." The temporary director of the Sixth Office looked at him and said with a strange laugh, "Because I want to see... how you, a traitor, die in the end."
Mu Tie was also escorted out, he turned his head to look at Yan Bingyun, and explained to the temporary host of the Sixth Division: "We really want to know how ugly your death will be when Master Xiao Fan comes back. "
Yan Bingyun's expression changed, but he still remained silent.
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A vanguard army composed of a thousand Dingzhou troops, imperial guards, and garrison divisions has already entered the square building of the Overwatch Council under the leadership of several eunuchs and dignitaries from the court. All the officials of the Overwatch Council were gathered on the flat ground behind the building. It's not that no one wanted to resist, but many people didn't know what happened. Before His Majesty's will and the orders of the adults, these dedicated supervisors Court officials, of course, will not blindly fight back.
This is the first time that the Overwatch Council has been occupied and humiliatingly occupied since the establishment of the Overwatch Council. Before today, neither the Privy Council nor the ministers of Zhongshu under the door had any influence on this courtyard, and no army could enter here.
Because there is that old lame man sitting in a black wheelchair in this yard, as long as he lives for a day, no one dares to enter it unscrupulously.
There were dense footsteps on the stairs, and a group of people came down the stairs, walked out of the doorway, and came to the large and peaceful courtyard behind the Overwatch Council. All the officials of the Overwatch Council found that the chiefs of the Eight Great Divisions had become prisoners, no matter how resolute their nerves, they couldn't help shaking at this moment, subconsciously rushing forward.
However, as I said before, the Fifth Division is not in Beijing, and the Sixth Division was transferred too much by Yan Bingyun. Those officials who work at their desks all year round may have problems with their lumbar spine. For example, the artisans who are skilled in pharmaceuticals and poisons in the three offices have not seen the sun for a long time. They all feel a little dazed. The officials of the Seventh and Eighth Offices are not known for their force.
Yan Bingyun was the last one to walk. He squinted his eyes and looked at the movement around him. He stood in front of his trusted officials and walked towards the eunuchs and ministers in front of the imperial army.
It was He Zongwei who led the army into the Overwatch Council. He looked at Yan Bingyun with a frosty face and nodded slightly in greeting. An old eunuch beside him hunched over and said to Yan Bingyun, "Can you read the decree?"
Yan Bingyun frowned and said, "Let these soldiers put down their knives and guns, otherwise I can't guarantee that they will all be poisoned to death in a while."
The old eunuch was slightly taken aback, and after asking He Zongwei for instructions with his eyes, he gestured to the general of the thousand-man team. Knives and guns.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly eased up a bit, but Bingyun didn't give the subordinates of the Overwatch Council any chance to react, and the team escorting the leaders of the Eighth Division had already left the courtyard and headed towards the prison.
There was an uproar in the arena.
Yan Bingyun nodded to the slumped old eunuch.
The old eunuch trembling, walked in front of more than 200 officials of the Overwatch Council, cleared his throat, and began to slowly read the crimes against the former director of the Overwatch Council, Chen Pingping, for plotting against and assassinating His Majesty.
The atmosphere in the venue became more and more oppressive, the faces of all Overwatch Council officials became more and more shocked, the emotions in their eyes became more and more complicated, and the suspicion and anger from the bottom of the trowel became more and more intense. The old eunuch's voice became lower and lower, more and more flustered, and he seemed to be unable to continue, and the general who mixed up the elite Qing army was also getting more and more nervous.
Although none of the two hundred Overwatch Council officials were good at force, who knew what kind of powerful roles they were before they became civil servants? Wang Qinian, one of the two wings of the Overwatch Council, also hid in this building for many years as a writer. If these people really revolted angrily, what would happen
Although the officials of the three offices did not carry weapons, who knows how the poison on their bodies will be released
The atmosphere in the Daping courtyard became more and more tense, and it seemed that it might break at any time. At this moment, the old eunuch finally finished reading the edict. Shout out to fluke.
Yes, although the officials of the Overwatch Council showed deep suspicion, shock and anger, none of them moved at all, because this is a real iron army, an iron team, as long as the superiors do not issue orders, they will definitely wait until Wait until you can't wait any longer.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at Yan Bingyun, who was standing at the front, because he was the highest-ranking official of the Overwatch Council. Although there was suspicion in these eyes, they still waited for Yan Bingyun to speak.
Yan Bingyun was silent for a moment, but he didn't open his mouth to explain anything to these Overwatch Council officials, but looked directly at the passage in the compound.
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Several imperial doctors, eunuchs, and dozens of inner guards walked in through the passage carrying a stretcher. A thin old man with gray hair flying around was on the stretcher, and the blood on his body had stopped. , but still seems to be in a coma.
The ancestor of the Overwatch Council, the emperor of darkness, Chen Pingping, once again returned to the Overwatch Council built by him, and to his favorite Daping Courtyard. He was just lying alone on the stretcher.
On the yard in early autumn, the fish in the clear pond of white sand were still swimming, but Chen Pingping couldn't open her eyes to look in that direction.
Yan Bingyun stood upright like a javelin, watching the stretcher getting closer and closer, his hands behind his back trembled slightly, and immediately returned to normal. He knew that this was the key moment, and he knew why His Majesty sent Chen Pingping back to the Overwatch Council for custody, because he wanted to use the dying old dean, the old dean who would be lingering, to stimulate the hearts of everyone in the Overwatch Council.
Your Majesty needs to know whether this Overwatch Council belongs to Chen Pingping or her own. Once it is confirmed that the courtyard is no longer hers, the ruthless, cold-blooded and powerful Majesty will not mind rushing into this dark courtyard with countless troops. Countless sub-offices in the world have thoroughly cleaned this yard, leaving no traces in the world.
He indifferently watched the reactions of all Overwatch Council officials in the courtyard, watching the collision between the extremely powerful and deeply rooted imperial power and Chen Pingping's lofty prestige in the Overwatch Council.
The stretcher moved slowly, and under the rescue of the imperial doctors, Chen Pingping, who had lost too much blood, survived after all. The emperor would not let him die so easily and happily, so he couldn't die. With the movement of the stretcher, the eyes of the Overwatch Council officials in the courtyard were also moving. Their eyes were extremely complicated, sad, excited, desperate, angry...
On the stretcher was an old man loved by all of them, but he could only lie on the stretcher dimly, preparing for a very miserable end tomorrow.
Finally, someone couldn't help but yelled out, and knelt down on the ground, facing the stretcher.
"Dean!"
"Old Dean!"
All the officials of the Overwatch Council knelt down. Although it was clearly stated in the decree that the old dean Chen was the heinous criminal of the assassin, they still couldn't help but knelt down.
Finally someone couldn't bear it any longer, shouted loudly, several figures flew up from the crowd of Overwatch Council officials, and headed straight for the stretcher!
A few cold lights flashed across the air, and several muffled bangs sounded continuously. The air seemed to be distorted by this vibration, and the autumn wind was blowing loudly, whistling.
When the dust fell, four Overwatch Council officials were shot down to the ground.
The military masters who shot at the same time, plus the inner court masters around Chen Pingping, returned with nothing.
Yan Bingyun looked at this scene indifferently, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he said, "Put it down, if there is another act of rebellion, it will be dealt with according to court regulations."
Countless pairs of vicious and angry gazes were directed at Yan Bingyun at the same time. If gazes could kill, Yan Bingyun's body would already be riddled with holes. The subordinates in the yard said coldly: "Remember your mission, you ministers of the Qing Kingdom, do you want to rebel?"
But at this moment, He Zongwei who was standing beside him suddenly said softly: "It's best to kill him on the spot to shock people's hearts."
"I'm doing things, when will it be your turn to talk?" Yan Bingyun said coldly.
However, his words could silence He Zongwei, but they couldn't silence the officials in the Overwatch Council. They stood up slowly and looked at Yan Bingyun with indifferent eyes, just like looking at a dead person. Maybe the next moment, They will collectively shoot and rush towards the stretcher.
The situation in the Overwatch Council had reached an extremely critical juncture. Yan Bingyun squinted his eyes and looked around, knowing clearly that he still couldn't suppress the love these officials had for Chen Pingping by himself.
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An old finger suddenly stretched out.
Everyone fell silent, and all Overwatch Council officials turned their gazes to the old finger, the finger sticking out beside the stretcher. The finger changed slightly, making a gesture that all officials of the Overwatch Council will remember by heart.
"Waiting!" An official from the Second Office suddenly felt great grief, his eyes wet, he roared angrily, and then knelt down with heavy knees.
"Wait!"
"Wait!"
That old finger seemed to have some kind of magical power, but it was just gently stretched out and shook, and then, there were countless words of waiting in the yard, sometimes it was silence, sometimes it was waiting, sometimes it was forbearance, sometimes it was a last resort to give up .
The time is to stay in place.
All the officials of the Overwatch Council stayed where they were, and with the word "Waiting", two lines of tiger tears flowed down. Their knees were not as heavy as gold, but they were as heavy as a mountain. They hit the ground and watched the stretcher move slowly. in front of overweight people.
All the inner court masters, eunuchs, and military elite watched this scene with emotion, He Zongwei's face turned pale, and Yan Bingyun's body shook slightly.
The flames of the officials of the Overwatch Council, which could not be suppressed by all means, were temporarily extinguished under that old finger without any opinion. What kind of prestige is this... no, what kind of faith it should be said!
Yan Bingyun's face was frosty, knowing that although the confrontation between the imperial power and the old dean ended in the Overwatch Council's forced submission, in fact, it was still Dean Chen who won.
The stretcher slowly passed in front of everyone, heading towards the prison of the Overwatch Council.
He Zongwei looked at this scene with a pale face, and suddenly saw the four captured Overwatch Council officials. He didn't know it was to relax his mind and convince himself that the Overwatch Council was not so scary, so he subconsciously said softly: "The Overwatch Council... Sure enough, the orders are consistent, but the strength of these people is weaker than I imagined."
Yan Bingyun turned his head and gave him a cold look, paused for a while and then said: "If I hadn't been so shameless, if it hadn't been for the old dean to be able to move a finger... I really can't imagine that today the two of us Can you get out of this yard alive?"
After saying this, he ignored He Zongwei who was bowing his head in thought, and walked lonely to the prison of the Overwatch Council along with the stretcher and the guards sent by the palace.
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