My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Li Shimin suddenly lowered his head, veins bulging on his forehead, and roared at the person in his hands.

"Let you go?!"

"You shameless beasts! When you slaughtered over thirty million unarmed, innocent people who served my descendants, why didn't you spare them?!"

Even though he couldn't understand anything about the more than 30 million people in the future, he felt like the air in his lungs was being squeezed out.

Li Shimin swung his left hand sharply, and with a "clang," he pulled out a horizontal sword from the weapon rack next to him.

He didn't call for guards, nor did he slit his throat.

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty took action himself.

A flash of light followed by a muffled "thud".

The envoy's left arm was brutally sliced ​​off, and blood gushed out instantly, splattering onto Li Shimin's black dragon robe.

"Ah—!" The envoy let out a blood-curdling scream.

Li Shimin did not stop. His eyes were as cold as ice. He swung his knife again and plunged it directly into the envoy's thigh.

The blade twisted and turned inside the flesh and bone, making a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

"This blow is for those babies you impaled on bayonets!"

Blood seeped into the cracks of the gold bricks.

He was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, his face was covered with tears, snot and blood, and his screams had become hoarse and broken.

The several dukes standing behind the door looked like a row of wooden or clay sculptures.

Fang Xuanling closed his eyes, Changsun Wuji watched coldly, and Cheng Yaojin even spat on the ground.

No one thought the emperor was cruel. After seeing the images in the Heavenly Book, they only felt that those few cuts were too light and too cheap for this beast!

"Pfft!"

Another piece of flesh covered in cloth fell to the ground.

"This blow is to avenge the people you forced into the gas chambers!"

Li Shimin's voice was hoarse from shouting; he was like a butcher venting his lifelong hatred, cutting the envoy's body piece by piece.

The stench of blood in the main hall was so strong it was nauseating.

The envoy's struggles grew weaker and weaker, and his screams turned into hissing sounds of gasping for air, like a fish being gutted.

I don't know how many cuts were made.

There wasn't a single good piece of flesh left on the envoy's body. His neck lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

Li Shimin released his grip, and the bloody, mangled thing fell to the ground with a "thud" into the pool of blood.

Clang.

The blunted sword was thrown to the ground, making a crisp echo.

Li Shimin was panting heavily, his hands covered in thick blood that dripped from his fingertips.

He stood in the middle of the pool of blood, tilted his head back, closed his eyes tightly, and two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks, landing on his blood-stained clothes.

"Wang De," Li Shimin called out softly.

The old eunuch, Wang Gonggong, who had been guarding the inner room of the side pavilion, came out quickly with his head down, carrying a copper basin.

Without even glancing at the pieces of flesh on the ground, he knelt down and raised the copper basin high.

Li Shimin put his hands into the warm water and slowly washed away the bloodstains. The water in the basin instantly turned a glaring crimson.

After washing his hands, he took a towel to dry them, turned around and walked back to his desk to sit down.

He forcefully suppressed that frenzied killing intent, replacing it with the cold, piercing majesty of an emperor.

"Li Junxian".

On the crossbeam of the main hall, a dark figure descended like a roc spreading its wings; Li Junxian, the commander of the Hundred Cavalry Division, knelt on one knee.

"Your subject is here."

Li Shimin grabbed a token from the table, flicked his wrist, and the token flew through the air in an arc before landing steadily in Li Junxian's hand.

"Issue my decree and proclaim it to the world."

Li Shimin coldly stared at the corpse on the ground.

"The Japanese envoy was arrogant and disrespectful, plotting to assassinate me in the Ganlu Hall. He has been executed on the spot!"

"Immediately seal off all four gates of Chang'an; no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

Li Shimin slammed his hand on the imperial desk, his voice carrying an undeniable and ruthless intent to kill.

"Mobilize the Imperial Guards and the Hundred Cavalry Division to arrest people according to the roster. Conduct a city-wide search for envoys to Tang China, students studying abroad, and Japanese monks—leave no one untouched!"

"If there is any resistance, kill...without mercy!"

Li Junxian gripped the token tightly and kowtowed heavily.

"Your subject obeys the decree!"

A gust of wind swept by, and Li Junxian's figure disappeared outside the main hall to carry out this secret order that would unleash a bloodbath.

Li Shimin leaned back in his chair and looked at Changsun Wuji and the others who had been guarding the door.

"Assist in the operation, and know the proper procedures."

"Your Majesty, we are here!" The two dukes stepped forward in unison.

Li Shimin rubbed his temples wearily, his voice as cold as if ice crystals were falling from the sky.

"After arresting the person and putting them in the Ministry of Justice's prison, tell the jailers not to rush to kill them."

"Take all the instruments of torture used by the Tang Dynasty and put them through the wringer. Don't let them sleep, and don't let them die too quickly."

Cheng Yaojin grinned, revealing a cruel smile, and clasped his hands in acceptance of the order: "Your Majesty, rest assured, once you enter my Ministry of Justice prison, even if you're made of iron, I'll skin you alive!"

Dark clouds covered the sky above Chang'an.

The dull tolling of the bell echoed over the imperial city, carrying a chilling, deathly atmosphere.

Half an hour later.

One after another, fast horses galloped out of the imperial city, with the imperial guards on horseback holding up bright yellow scrolls and shouting at the top of their lungs as they ran.

"A Japanese envoy has attempted to assassinate His Majesty! Martial law is in effect throughout the city! Apprehend the assassin's accomplices!"

"A Japanese envoy has attempted to assassinate His Majesty! Martial law declared throughout the city!"

The shocking news instantly spread throughout the 108 wards of Chang'an.

In the West Market, East Market, and Pingkangfang, all the shops that were open for business immediately smashed their doors shut, and the people on the street ran home in terror.

The hurried footsteps and the clanging of armor flooded the streets of Chang'an like a tidal wave.

Countless Imperial Guards, armed with spears and swords, stormed into the various markets like wolves, kicking open the doors of the residences and inns where the Japanese envoys to Tang China were staying.

The massive crackdown has begun.

Heart-wrenching screams, cries, and the sounds of clashing weapons soon echoed throughout every corner of Chang'an.