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

As an emperor who ascended the throne amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Su Zhen had never experienced what it meant to have shaky hands in his entire life.

But now, that Longquan sword, which could cut through iron like mud, was trembling against Su Yaoyao's neck.

His values ​​are undergoing a devastating impact!

Su Zhen stared at the little girl in front of him.

In the firelight, she did not open her mouth.

Where did that sound come from?!

Hey! Hold on tight, sir! Don't let your hand slip and cut your artery!

[There weren't even tetanus vaccines back then, your broken sword is covered in bacteria!]

If it weren't for the fact that you're my tyrannical father whom I've never even met, I would have already torn you to shreds with a handful of interstellar poison!

The clear female voice carried a hint of nonchalance and a touch of disdain.

It exploded once again deep in Su Zhen's mind!

Su Zhen took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest.

verified.

That voice truly came from the heart of the girl in front of me!

Tyrant father?

He was poisoned to death by the chief eunuch?

Selling the dragon robe for 100,000 taels of silver?

Su Zhen quickly processed the explosive information.

He carefully examined Su Yaoyao's clear and bright peach blossom eyes.

This face, these eyebrows and eyes, bear a striking resemblance to his deceased wife who died tragically eight years ago!

But now is not the time to acknowledge relatives.

Compared to his suddenly appearing biological daughter, the drug that could cost him his life tonight was the real sword hanging over his head.

That's a rare poison from the Western Regions, even the head of the Imperial Medical Academy was helpless against it, how could this girl know so much about it?

Su Zhen did not rush to withdraw the sword he had placed against Su Yaoyao's neck.

He had to verify the authenticity of this sentiment himself.

The underground lobby was deathly silent; everyone held their breath.

Su Zhen turned his head.

His cold gaze, like two icy blades, fell upon Li Fu, the chief eunuch kneeling beside him.

Li Fu knelt on the ground, sweating profusely with anxiety.

Suddenly feeling a suffocating killing intent envelop him, he shivered.

"Your Majesty?" Li Fuqiang forced a fawning smile.

Su Zhen looked down at him, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"Li Fu."

He dragged out the words, his voice so calm it was chilling.

"Your servant is here!" Li Fu trembled and kowtowed even lower.

"You just said you were in a hurry to urge me to return to the palace to rest?"

Su Zhen toyed with the hilt of his sword, his tone low and languid, "Is my calming soup ready?"

Upon hearing the words "calming soup," Li Fu's body visibly stiffened for a moment.

Although it only lasted for half a second, it couldn't escape the eyes of Su Zhen, a top expert.

Li Fu swallowed hard and raised his head, trying to appear calm.

"Your Majesty, the soup... the soup is already being warmed on the purple clay stove in the Imperial Kitchen."

"The cooking time is just right, and we are waiting for His Majesty to return to the palace to enjoy it, so that His Majesty may be healthy and have a peaceful night's sleep."

A peaceful night's sleep? Or perhaps a long, unawakened sleep!

Su Zhen's eyes turned completely cold.

He clearly caught the evasive look in Li Fu's eyes and saw the cold sweat that was uncontrollably seeping from his forehead.

I also noticed the unnatural twitching of the muscles in his left cheek when he answered.

Micro-expressions completely exposed this old dog's murderous intent!

This girl's feelings are all true!

That scoundrel is really colluding with outsiders to poison him tonight!

[Oh dear, this old eunuch's mental fortitude is lacking; he's already breaking out in a cold sweat.]

[When he was speaking just now, his eyes darted to the lower right corner, a typical micro-expression for lying.]

[What a pity for my tyrannical father! A mighty emperor, about to be sent to his death by a bowl of soup.]

Su Yaoyao, always eager for drama, continued to mentally rant and rave.

He even smacked his lips in regret.

Su Zhen's chest heaved violently as he listened to the girl's sarcastic remarks.

I don't know whether to be angry at this dog of a servant for his rebellious behavior, or at this unfilial daughter for hoping for my death so she can strip me naked.

Suddenly, he moved.

"Oh."

Su Zhen chuckled softly.

Then the laughter grew louder and louder, eventually turning into unrestrained, wild laughter that seemed to leap out of their heads.

"Hahaha! Great! What a good night's sleep!"

The violent laughter echoed in the underground lobby, making people's eardrums ache.

The Imperial Guards gripped their long spears tightly, while the black market henchmen were so frightened that they prostrated themselves on the ground and kowtowed frantically.

Everyone thought the tyrant had gone mad again and was about to go on a killing spree.

Li Fu felt a chill run down his spine from the laughter, and an ominous premonition of death enveloped him.

"Your Majesty...you..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Su Zhen's gaze materialized into a demon.

He didn't say a single unnecessary word.

He flipped his wrist, which was holding the Longquan sword, backward.

He swung the sword at Li Fu, who was kneeling on the ground!

Everyone felt a blinding silver light explode before their eyes.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp blade slicing through bone and blood was dull and terrifying.

Li Fu's expression froze on his face.

His mouth was slightly open, but he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

A thin red line stretched from his brow down to his crotch.

"Splash!"

Li Fu's body resembled a watermelon cut in half.

It split open to both sides and was cleaved in two!

Foul-smelling blood mixed with entrails gushed out, splattering all over the ground.

The powerful chief eunuch of the Great Abyss Kingdom was killed on the spot!

Dead silence.

The entire underground lobby fell into a suffocating silence once again.

A strong, pungent smell of blood swept through the underground stronghold like a storm.

Several black market henchmen with poor mental fortitude felt their stomachs churning and immediately knelt on the ground, vomiting violently.

The seasoned commander of the Imperial Guards gasped, feeling a bit nervous.

He cleaved his most favored eunuch in two at the slightest disagreement; his methods were far too cruel!

Su Yaoyao was also taken aback.

Wow! That's some serious fighting ability!

Clean, efficient, and straightforward – I like that!

Upon hearing his inner thoughts, Su Zhen couldn't help but smile.

He stood amidst the pool of blood, his black dragon robe untouched by a drop of blood, exuding an aura of dominance.

His deep gaze fell back on Su Yaoyao.

Immediately afterwards, he did something that shattered the worldviews of everyone present.

"Clang!"

Su Zhen casually tossed the blood-stained, peerless divine weapon, the Longquan Sword, onto the ground like trash.

Su Yaoyao stared wide-eyed at the sword thrown into the blood.

[What a spendthrift! That's a Longquan sword forged from meteorite iron from outer space!]

[The hilt of this sword is inlaid with a top-quality emerald! Just throw it away like that? This sword could fetch at least fifty thousand taels of silver!]

Just as Su Yaoyao was feeling the pinch of the money.

This ruthless and cold-blooded tyrant is a figure of immense power throughout history.

Knees bent.

He performed an incredibly smooth knee slide on the blood-stained ground.

He collapsed at the feet of Su Yaoyao's white tiger-skin armchair!

Amidst the horrified stares of the Imperial Guards and black market henchmen, who were practically drooling with fear, the scene unfolded before them.

Tyrant Su Zhen grabbed Su Yaoyao's leg.

It tilted its head back, opened its mouth, and let out a piercing, powerful howl:

"My daughter—"