"Huh?" Mo Hanqing responded expressionlessly.
"That... veteran... I really deserve to die, so... please, Your Highness, punish me." Liu Qianyuan said with a hint of fear in his voice as he trembled towards Mo Hanqing.
His move is called retreating in order to advance.
In any case, King Jing'an arrived in Yanyun City for the first time today. Even though he was dissatisfied with him for the first time, he would not kill him.
What's more, he has already taken the initiative to apologize. At this time, shouldn't he show his magnanimity?
"Yes." After Mo Hanqing heard Liu Qianyuan's words, he responded lightly.
Then, he paused for a moment before continuing: "I hate waiting for others."
"Ah?" Liu Qianyuan raised his head and looked at him with doubts. After a while, he nodded again and again and said: "Yes, yes, I deserve to die. I shouldn't have made His Highness King Jing'an wait for such a long time. I deserve to die, old minister." Damn it."
"Heh." Mo Hanqing looked at him coldly and said, "It's not that bad."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Liu Qianyuan nodded subconsciously along with Mo Hanqing's words. However, two seconds later, he immediately reacted and quickly shook his head to understand: "No, no, no, I asked King Jing'an to wait for a long time. It is indeed the responsibility of the old minister, the old minister deserves to die, the old minister deserves to die."
"It's just a capital crime." After Mo Hanqing glanced at Liu Qianyuan, he turned his head to the door of the front hall.
"Thank you, King Jing'an..." Just when Liu Qianyuan was about to thank him, he heard him continue in a cold voice: "But you can't escape the punishment."
"Ah?" Liu Qianyuan looked at him confused.
"Twelve, go and drag him out and give him a good beating." Mo Hanqing looked at the two sparrows competing for food in the front hall yard and said without any waves in his voice.
"yes."
A black figure suddenly appeared in front of Mo Hanqing. After responding respectfully to him, he turned and walked towards Liu Qianyuan who was kneeling on the ground.
Liu Qianyuan kept looking at Twelve walking towards him with a confused expression. It wasn't until Twelve walked in front of him and planned to reach out to pick up his collar that he came back to his senses and started crying. He crawled close to Mo Hanqing, kowtowed hard and said pitifully to him: "His Royal Highness King Jing'an, His Highness King Jing'an, it's my fault, I shouldn't have kept you waiting for so long, you... Your Excellency If you don’t remember the villain’s fault, let me spare this time... I am already an old man and I really can’t stand the beating... "
Mo Hanqing retracted his gaze from the front hall and courtyard, and turned to look at Liu Qianyuan. The corners of his thin lips curled up slightly, and he said to him in a cold voice: "Spare you?"
"Your Highness..." Liu Qianyuan looked at him with tears in his eyes.
"Didn't I spare you the death penalty just now?" A cold smile broke out on Mo Hanqing's face, and Liu Qianyuan immediately felt the coldness that seemed to freeze his bones.
"Why do you want to escape even if you are guilty now?" Mo Hanqing stared at him coldly and said, "Don't you know what kind of person I am?"
"I know... I know..." Liu Qianyuan was frightened by him and nodded repeatedly.
"Ha, you know?" Mo Hanqing smiled coldly, "Do you know how those people who offended me in the past died?"