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

General Lin Zhenxiong was transformed into a dark-skinned roast chicken, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

This long-planned and extremely dramatic palace coup ended in such an absurd way.

Outside the palace gates, 100,000 rebel soldiers were still dancing wildly in the pink poisonous fog.

Without a leader, the commander was captured alive, flew around in the sky, and then crashed into a pile of charcoal.

With the addition of the pervasive hallucinogenic laughing powder, the morale and organization of the rebel army completely collapsed.

Some of them rolled on the ground, while others pulled down each other's underwear.

Some people were even dancing the can-can in front of the city wall, a truly cringe-worthy sight.

The Beijing defense troops who rushed to reinforce the city were dumbfounded when they saw 100,000 people rolling around on the ground.

Suppressing the rebellion?

They're clearly here to admit patients to a large mental hospital!

A terrifying coup that could change the dynasty and cause rivers of blood to flow in the Great Yuan Kingdom.

And so Su Yaoyao calmed things down in a way that was both funny and absurd, using a few interstellar gadgets.

According to the usual tropes in traditional storytelling, once the crisis is resolved, the emperor should sit high in the hall.

He should summon his ministers, reward those who have made contributions, and appease the frightened civil and military officials.

They also need to issue a passionate edict of self-reproach or a proclamation to reassure the people.

The tyrant of the Great Abyss Kingdom never plays by the rules.

In the square in front of the Taiji Hall, opportunistic officials had just crawled out from the cracks in the ground.

They were preparing to straighten their urine-soaked clothes and rush forward to kowtow to the emperor to show their loyalty.

As a result, they didn't even get a glimpse of the tyrant.

Su Zhen grabbed Su Jin, who was still reading the blood-red secret letter.

They scooped up Su Yaoyao again, who was about to start eating sunflower seeds.

"Let's go! Let's get back to the Imperial Study!"

The three of them moved with incredible fluidity.

It was so fast that it left afterimages.

It felt as if vicious dogs were chasing them.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the family of three hurriedly returned to the Imperial Study.

Su Yaoyao was just about to ask her father if he was in such a hurry to come back because he wanted to discuss important national affairs.

As a result, what happened next made her fully realize what it means to be from the same family.

The mighty Emperor Su Zhen of the Great Yuan was seen lying on the ground, utterly disheveled.

He squeezed half his body under the large dragon bed in the imperial study.

"Jin'er, give me a hand, this is a bit heavy!"

Su Zhen, with his butt sticking out, huffed and puffed as he pulled things out.

Su Jin, a cold-blooded living Yama who strikes fear into the hearts of all.

At this moment, his eyes were shining, and he skillfully lay down on the ground to help.

With a "hissing" sound.

The father and son worked together to pull a large bundle of dark objects from under the bed.

Su Yaoyao stared intently, her lips twitching wildly.

Those were actually more than a dozen extra-large black burlap sacks!

This burlap sack is not only incredibly spacious, but it is also made of the finest silkworm silk mixed with gold thread, making it extremely sturdy.

The words "Royal Use, Dedicated for Holding Money" were written in bold cursive script on top.

Su Zhen patted the dust off the sacks, grabbed three of them, and stuffed them into Su Yaoyao's arms.

"Daughter, let's go!"

"Before those old fogies in court react, let's go and confiscate the General's entire fortune!"

Su Zhen's eyes gleamed with greed, making him look exactly like a bandit leader who had just come down from the mountain.

"Father is right, speed is of the essence in war!"

Su Jin skillfully stuffed a black burlap sack into his sleeve and drew his poisoned blade.

"That old dog Lin Zhenxiong has been embezzling and accepting bribes for so many years, his family must be rolling in money!"

"If we arrive late, those civil officials will surely submit a memorial demanding that our family fortunes be deposited into the national treasury!"

"How can money deposited into the national treasury compare to money that goes directly into our own pockets?"

Hearing this self-righteous and wicked statement, Su Yaoyao was stunned for a second.

Then, her big eyes lit up dramatically.

Yup!

War is all about money!

She spent a lot of her own points and interstellar materials to create the Gatling gun and poison gas bomb.

This loss must be squeezed out of Lin Zhenxiong!

"Dad! Brother! What are you waiting for!"

"If you're not proactive in raiding, you're out of your mind! Charge!"

The family of three formed a strong united front.

Rewarding those who have rendered meritorious service? Appeasing the court officials? To hell with all of that!

Making money is the primary source of productivity for the Daeyu royal family!

Half an hour later.

A deafening roar suddenly erupted in front of the General's Mansion, where the night was deep in darkness.

"Bang!"

The General's Mansion has two vermilion gates covered with copper nails.

It was kicked to pieces by Su Zhen and collapsed with a crash.

"Listen up, all you living creatures inside!"

Su Zhen carried an extra-large black sack on his back and held a Longquan sword in his hand, striding into the gate.

"General Lin Zhenxiong plotted a rebellion and has now been executed!"

"I am acting on imperial orders... no, I am personally here to confiscate your property!"

Following behind him were hundreds of fierce and loyal Imperial Guards.

Su Jin was dressed in black, with a cold look in his eyes, and held a set of multi-tools for picking locks in his hand.

Su Yaoyao waved her little hands excitedly.

This scene doesn't resemble an emperor enforcing the law.

Like a bandit who hadn't eaten for three days, they broke into the home of a landlord who was completely unprepared.

The servants and women in the general's mansion, unaware that their master had already died, were all terrified.

They screamed and scattered in all directions, like headless flies.

But the villainous family of three had no time to bother with these small fry.

They had a clear objective and got straight to the point.

Su Zhen and Su Jin displayed professional qualities that were extremely inconsistent with their identities.

If you encounter a wall, climb over it; if you encounter a lock, break it.

Lin Zhenxiong spent a lot of money to set up hidden weapons and traps in the mansion.

Compared to two top experts and an interstellar poison doctor, they are as laughable as children's toys.

"Father, here's a pair of century-old blood jade lions, put them away!"

"Daughter, put this large sandalwood screen into your magic bag, it's valuable!"

Wherever they passed, it was like a locust plague, leaving nothing but barren land.

Even the canopy bed in the general's bedroom, inlaid with pearls, was kicked down by Su Jin.

They practically pried the pearls off.

But these superficial riches clearly could not satisfy the appetites of these three villains.

"Something's not right, something's really not right."

Su Zhen weighed the sack in his hand and frowned.

"How could Lin Zhenxiong's rebellion have so little military funding?"

"He definitely has a secret underground chamber!"

Su Yaoyao took out a small metal detector from her spatial storage.

"Watch me!"

The little girl, carrying a detector, circled the back garden of the general's mansion like she was sweeping through mines.

Soon, the detector emitted a piercing beeping sound in front of an artificial hill.

"Found it! It's here!"

Su Yaoyao excitedly pointed to the ground below the artificial hill.

Su Jin stepped forward and shattered the artificial mountain with a single palm strike, revealing a dark underground passage.

A cold, damp atmosphere wafted out from the depths of the passage.

The family of three exchanged a glance, their eyes burning with a fervent desire to make a fortune.

Go down the long steps.

The passageway to the secret room was long, with dim, ever-burning lamps on both sides.

Along the way, they easily deciphered more than a dozen poisoned arrows and trapdoors.

These members of the Da Yuan royal family are a hundred times more professional than professional thieves when it comes to breaking and picking locks.

Finally, they arrived at the door to the deepest underground chamber in the General's Mansion.

A massive, heavy stone gate made of broken dragon stone.

It is engraved with intricate and ancient defensive patterns.

"Step back, let your father handle this!"

Su Zhen rubbed his hands together excitedly, his internal energy circulating wildly.

The thought of the mountains of gold and silver treasures that might lie behind the stone gate filled him with energy.

"Open it for me!"

Su Zhen shouted, raised his long leg, and kicked the heavy stone door hard with all his might.

"Boom!"

The massive stone, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, creaked painfully under the tyrant's monstrous strength and collapsed inward with a deafening roar.

A large amount of dust spread out.

With a joyful expression, Su Zhen strode into the secret chamber, holding his Longquan sword.

Get ready to welcome your own mountains of gold and silver.

Prepare sacks and stuff them full of money.

however.

Just as he kicked open the last stone door of the secret chamber and stepped halfway in,

There were no dazzling jewels in the pitch-black room.

Instead, several sharp, cold glints suddenly flashed out from under the cover of dust!

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Several top assassins who escaped the net, like venomous snakes in the dark, guarded the center of the secret room!