The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

The cold Longquan sword pressed against Su Yaoyao's fair and slender neck.

The dim firelight in the underground lobby reflected a chilling glint on the sharp blades of swords.

Thick, still-wet blood from the sword blade slid down her delicate skin, a horrifying sight.

If only we could push it forward even by just half an inch.

This little head will then roll down to the ground.

A life-or-death situation with no suspense whatsoever.

Su Zhen looked down at the little girl in front of him with cold, bloodthirsty eyes, as if he were examining a lifeless, cold object.

As the most decisive and ruthless emperor in the Great Yuan Kingdom, he was feared by all.

Throughout his life, he had witnessed countless ugly scenes of people struggling on the brink of life and death.

He was a trusted minister who spoke of benevolence and morality in court and considered himself noble and upright.

When the butcher's knife is truly held to their necks, they will be so terrified that they will wet themselves, shed tears, and kowtow for mercy.

Not to mention these lowly, scoundrels who roam the underground black market, like rats in the gutter.

However, Su Zhen frowned slightly.

Something seems off.

Something is very wrong.

This weak and vulnerable little girl was facing a butcher's knife that was within arm's reach and could take her life at any moment.

Not even a tremor of her eyelashes.

She remained seated steadily in the armchair covered with a whole white tiger skin.

That arrogantly crossed leg showed no sign of putting it down!

Su Zhen was an emperor who had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he was extremely sensitive to killing intent and fear.

But in the girl's clear, bright eyes, he couldn't find even a trace of fear or apprehension.

On the contrary, her eyes were frighteningly bright.

He had only ever seen that look in the eyes of one kind of creature.

A vicious wolf on the grassland that had been starving for three days and three nights.

Suddenly I saw a piece of plump, juicy fresh meat.

And now, he, the mighty tyrant of the Great Abyss, seems to be nothing more than a piece of fat meat in this girl's eyes.

This is absurd!

Su Yaoyao's gaze did not linger on Su Zhen's handsome yet cold face for long.

She only briefly admired his exquisitely sculpted face.

Then my attention was drawn to the clothes he was wearing.

Good heavens, this is a dragon robe hand-embroidered with pure gold thread!

The dark fabric gleamed faintly in the torchlight.

It looks like the legendary top-grade silkworm silk that is impervious to swords and spears, and water and fire.

And there was the jade pendant with a dragon design hanging from his waist.

It is made entirely of mutton fat white jade, warm and delicate, without any impurities.

The purple-gold crown that held her hair up was inlaid with a top-quality pearl the size of a pigeon's egg!

We're rich! We've really struck it rich!

Su Yaoyao swallowed hard in her mind, her mind racing with thoughts of abacus beads.

If we could find a chance to take it all down, we could make a few Gatling guns.

Even if it were just to open a small military industrial factory, that would be more than enough!

A fully-level poison doctor and mechanic who traveled from the interstellar era.

She's terrified of poverty, and now all she cares about are these real money and cash that can be converted into industrial materials and military funds.

Just as Su Yaoyao's eyes were shining and her mind was frantically plotting how to double-cross someone and pull off a big heist.

A sharp, piercing voice, like a duck's voice scraping across a blackboard, broke the silence in the hall.

"You audacious madman! To dare to look directly at the Holy One's face when death is imminent is utterly rebellious!"

A white-faced, beardless eunuch wearing a tall hat was twirling a gold-threaded whisk in his hand.

They hurriedly squeezed through the back of hundreds of fully armed Imperial Guards.

His name was Li Fu, and he was the chief eunuch in the palace of the Dayuan Kingdom, a favorite of the emperor.

But few people know that he was actually a spy planted deep within the emperor's inner circle by Lin Zhenxiong, a powerful minister and general of the court.

Li Fu was covered in sweat, his eyes revealing barely concealed anxiety and panic.

He kept looking up at the sky outside through the ventilation opening in the underground lobby, his heart pounding with anxiety.

Tonight is the night of our master's decisive victory, a plan he has been meticulously plotting for three long years!

The calming soup, laced with the extremely potent poison from the Western Regions, was already being warmed on the purple clay stove in the imperial kitchen.

They were just waiting for the emperor to return to the palace and drink that bowl of soup.

The poison will immediately take effect, causing excruciating abdominal pain, and eventually leading to sudden death with blood flowing from all seven orifices, beyond the help of even a miracle cure.

At that time, the master's great cause will be accomplished naturally!

But at this crucial juncture, the emperor suddenly went mad.

He insisted on personally gathering troops and leaving the palace to eradicate this underground black market.

If this delays the opportune moment and misses the best time to administer the poison, it will ruin the master's grand plan.

Even if Li Fu had ten heads, it wouldn't be enough for his master to chop them off!

We must act swiftly and persuade the emperor to return to the palace immediately!

Thinking of this, Li Fu mustered his courage and stepped forward, pointing at Su Yaoyao, who was sitting as steady as a mountain in the armchair, and frantically stirred up trouble with his words.

"Your Majesty, look at this woman! She has shifty eyes and a lewd appearance; she's clearly no good!"

"Faced with the overwhelming imperial might, she remained seated and refused to kneel, which is an act of contempt for imperial authority, a crime deserving of death!"

He shouted viciously while anxiously urging Su Zhen on.

"These rats from the gutter are an eyesore to Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, please issue an immediate decree to execute her on the spot, so we can return to the palace to rest as soon as possible!"

"If we delay His Majesty's calming soup and it gets cold, I, this servant, will be guilty even if I die ten thousand times!"

Li Fu's words sounded very dignified.

Su Yaoyao sat in the chair and couldn't help but roll her eyes dramatically.

That damned eunuch is so noisy.

Not only was his voice so awful it gave me goosebumps, but his sycophantic, eager-to-kill face was also nauseating.

Do you really think she, a max-level interstellar poison doctor, is easily intimidated?

It was just an ancient cold weapon; it couldn't even break through her protective force field.

If it weren't for the gold and silver jewelry that hadn't been moved out of the house yet...

She threw out a high-explosive smoke grenade and ran away in the chaos.

Su Zhen turned his head and gave Li Fu a cold glance.

That one glance was like ice shards tempered over ten thousand years.

Startled, Li Fu's legs went weak, he shut his mouth, and knelt heavily on the ground with a thud.

"This servant has spoken out of turn; this servant deserves to die! I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

Although he found Li Fu noisy, Su Zhen also felt that this boring farce should end.

He was just a reckless black market boss; killing him was no big deal. The Great Abyss Kingdom wouldn't miss a life.

His wrist sank slightly, and a surge of murderous intent rose in his deep eyes.

The blade of the Longquan sword pressed downwards.

The cold, sharp blade sliced ​​through the delicate skin on Su Yaoyao's neck.

A slight stinging sensation came over me.

Crimson blood beads, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, seeped out.

The sudden stinging pain made Su Yaoyao withdraw her greedy gaze from examining the dragon robe.

She frowned, looking at the man in front of her who exuded a murderous aura and killed without blinking an eye.

He looks perfectly respectable, so why does he start bleeding people out of the blue?

He has absolutely no idea how to maintain a good doctor-patient relationship; he's a total violent tyrant!

Su Zhen's eyes remained unwavering, as if he were looking at a dead man.

He was preparing to unleash his power and end this absurd night.

But at this critical moment, when life and death hung in the balance...

A clear, melodious female voice, tinged with excitement and a touch of teasing.

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, it exploded in his mind!

Su Zhen's movements abruptly stopped.

He looked around.

The surrounding Imperial Guards, holding long spears, stood silent, not daring to even breathe.

Li Fu, the chief eunuch, was still kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Where did this incredibly clear sound come from?

Just as he was filled with doubt and thought he was hallucinating,

The voice rang out again.

It reverberated deafeningly in his mind!

So this is my unpredictable, tyrannical father? He's quite handsome!

Su Zhen stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the little girl who hadn't opened her mouth under the sword.

tyrant?

father?!

This girl's lips were clearly closed, so why did her voice get into my head?!

Is there really such a thing as sorcery in this world? Or am I bewitched?

However, this absurd sound showed no sign of stopping.

[What a pity, such a handsome face, it's going to turn purplish-black tonight.]

[He's going to be poisoned to death on the dragon bed by that damned chief eunuch next to him with some kind of drug. How tragic.]

Su Zhen's pupils experienced a magnitude 10 earthquake!

Traction drug?!

poison?!

He turned his head and stared at Li Fu, the chief eunuch, who was kneeling to the side, his face covered in sweat.

Li Fu was startled by the emperor's sudden, terrifying gaze.

He lowered his head guiltily, his heavy eunuch robes soaked with cold sweat.

Why did he feel that the Emperor was looking at him as if he were looking at a corpse that was about to rot?

A tidal wave surged through Su Zhen's heart, and his breath caught in his throat for a moment.

The drug called "Qianji" is an extremely rare and potent poison from the Western Regions. It is colorless and odorless, and even the head of the Imperial Medical Academy finds it extremely difficult to detect.

This is a royal secret, how could this girl know?

Who exactly is she?!

Before Su Zhen could recover from this shocking wave of information...

The clear female voice in his mind then threw out an even more chilling idea.

[Sigh, it's not so bad that the tyrant father is dead, it's just a pity about this outfit.]

If this dragon robe were taken off while it's still hot, along with that pearl on its head, it could fetch at least 100,000 taels of silver, right?

Su Zhen's hand holding the Longquan sword trembled!