Su Bei’s fingers swiped incessantly across the screen before stopping on a video:
【If you were one of Zhu Yuanzhang’s founding fathers, how could you possibly survive?】
Great Ming Plane.
Within the magnificent and majestic Fengtian Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze burning like a torch as he stared at the mysterious and vast Sky Screen in the distance.
His weathered face was flushed a deep, ripened-apple red, and the veins on his forehead pulsed and bulged; he was clearly on the verge of an explosion.
Brows furrowed and eyes blazing with fury, he gritted his teeth and roared:
"I am asking you all right now! Am I truly the bloodthirsty tyrant this depicts?
Since ancient times, countless emperors have purged their founding officials, but why must this Sky Screen single me out?
Li Shanchang, Xu Da, Liu Bowen, stand forth and speak! Do you truly believe I am such a cold-blooded, heartless ruler who would mercilessly slaughter those who helped me build this empire?"
At this moment, a chilling aura of majesty radiated from Zhu Yuanzhang. His sharp, piercing gaze seemed to bore into their very souls, leaving everyone present afraid to meet his eyes.
Li Shanchang, terrified, took a step back, cold sweat already beading on his forehead. He shook his head frantically:
"No, no! You unified the realm and restored the Han lands; you are a hero! You have treated us ministers very well. This is absolutely a slanderous fabrication by those in the future!"
Xu…
Chapter 154