Qingzhu did not beg for mercy. He knew the man's temperament well: the calmer he was, like snow hidden in the deep sea, the harder it was to fathom the biting cold concealed beneath. Falling into his hands meant almost zero chance of survival, yet he still wanted to try his utmost.
"Hahaha... Military Governor Yuan, this subordinate was merely going with the flow of the times. Speaking of betraying masters, who is truly your or my master? Under the vast heaven, could there be any land that does not belong to the king? To the very edges of the earth, every subject serves the king. Even you are nothing more than a royal hound—a hound that can be discarded whenever its usefulness ends."
Shiqi looked at him calmly. "You expect me to believe the Emperor wants me dead? What a joke!"
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