My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Li Shimin's hand was like a rusty iron clamp, gripping Li Chen's forearm tightly.

Li Chen stopped, glanced down at the hand with bulging veins from excessive exertion, then looked up at Li Shimin's eyes, which glowed with a faint green light, and gave a disdainful twitch of his lips.

He raised his left hand and pried open Li Shimin's fingers one by one, then took a half step back and patted the wrinkles on his sleeve.

"What are you going to do?"

Li Chen rolled his eyes, his tone full of undisguised rejection.

"Are you abandoning the Tang Dynasty? Are you going to ignore all those memorials? You barely boarded the ship before those remnants of powerful families and regional warlords turned Chang'an upside down."

Li Shimin grew anxious, took a step forward, and waved his hand.

"Let the Crown Prince oversee the state! Chengqian is now handling matters steadily, and with Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji assisting him, chaos won't ensue! I must go; I will personally tear those beasts apart!"

Forget it.

Li Chen dragged over the white tiger-skin rocking chair, plopped down in, and comfortably crossed his legs.

"Chengqian is still too green to deal with those old foxes. Besides, I'm going there to slaughter a country and exterminate its people, not to fight a conventional war."

"With an emperor like you following me around, I have to take care of your safety and serve your every need. It's too much trouble."

Li Shimin's eye muscles twitched violently twice. He knew that once Li Chen made up his mind, nothing could change it, but the murderous intent in his chest was so intense that he felt like he was about to explode.

He put his hands on his hips and walked back and forth in front of Li Chen twice, his leather boots creaking on the bluestone slabs, before finally stopping abruptly in front of the rocking chair.

"Fine, I don't have to go."

Li Shimin gritted his teeth and stared at the array plate on the ground.

"But you must bring your army, and I will personally select the troops! I will send the most elite Xuanjia Army of the Tang Dynasty to flatten that island!"

Li Chen picked up a jade slip from the table, twirled it nimbly between his fingers, and spoke casually.

"Alright! But I'm too lazy to take too many people. Five teams at most, five hundred people in each team. You decide who goes, not one more."

"Chen'er, two thousand five hundred people? Although that island is uncivilized, it still has tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of soldiers. How can two thousand five hundred people possibly kill them all?"

"You don't need to worry about that, I have a way." Li Chen yawned and pointed in the direction of the courtyard gate.

"While I'm busy preparing the goods these next few days, I need to quickly finalize the selection."

Li Shimin didn't waste any more words and turned to shout loudly towards the courtyard gate.

"Wang De! Immediately summon Li Jing and Yuchi Gong to the Qin Prince's residence! Also bring the Crown Prince, Qin Qiong, and Cheng Yaojin here. If they are not here within half an hour, they will be punished according to military law!"

The massive war machine of the Tang Dynasty, under the calm surface, suddenly erupted with an astonishing roar because of the emperor's angry roar.

In less than half an hour, the backyard of the Prince of Qin's mansion was packed with people.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian, dressed in a tight-sleeved military uniform and covered in sweat, was the first to rush in. Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin followed shortly after.

Two people were the last to enter the courtyard.

The man walking in front was as black as a piece of burnt charcoal, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. He was carrying a half-eaten lamb leg in his hand. It was none other than Duke Yuchi Gong of E.

The man walking behind him appeared somewhat thin, dressed in a simple gray robe. His steps were light yet exuded a profound and steadfast composure. This was Li Jing, the military genius of the Tang Dynasty.

As soon as Li Jing entered the courtyard, his gaze passed over the talismans and array plates scattered on the ground and landed precisely on Li Chen, who was lying in a rocking chair.

He strode forward, straightened his clothes, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed deeply to Li Chen.

"Lord Wei, Li Jing, I have long admired your esteemed name, but since our last banquet, I have not had the opportunity to pay you a visit."

Li Jing's voice was deep and powerful, carrying the crispness of a soldier.

Li Chen raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then casually waved his hand: "You're too kind. We're all family now, no need for such formalities. I called you here today to kill someone."

Yuchi Gong took a bite of lamb leg, his mouth greasy, and leaned closer, shouting in a rough voice.

"Kill people? Kill whom? The Turks or the Tuyuhun? Your Majesty, I'm so frustrated these past few days, just give the order!"

Li Shimin sat in the main seat at the stone table, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

He did not answer Yuchi Gong, but turned to look at Changsun Wuji standing to the side and gave instructions in a dry voice.

"Auxiliary Machine, tell the pharmacist and Jingde what our Great Tang Dynasty will encounter in the future."

Changsun Wuji nodded expressionlessly.

He walked up to Li Jing and Yuchi Gong, and without using any exaggerated adjectives, simply recounted the scene he had seen in the "History of Time" the day before in the calmest and driest tone.

From the four days of unsealed swords in Dengzhou to the nine empty houses in Jiangnan Road.

From the Tang Dynasty baby impaled on a bayonet to the innocent civilians stuffed into a gas-filled kiln.

Finally, let's talk about that murder contest that was advertised on paper.

The courtyard was deathly silent, with only Changsun Wuji's flat voice echoing in the air.

Yuchi Gong stopped gnawing on the lamb leg at some point.

His eyes, as big as copper bells, widened and widened, and the whites of his eyes quickly became covered with dense red blood vessels.

He instinctively reached out his greasy hand and grabbed the edge of the stone table next to him.

With a sudden burst of force from his thick fingers, his knuckles cracked and snapped, accompanied by a piercing scraping sound, he managed to break off a large chunk of stone from the hard bluestone tabletop.

"Pooh!"

Yuchi Gong slammed the half-leg of lamb in his hand to the ground, spat a mouthful of phlegm on it, and his chest heaved violently like a bellows.

"They even prey on unborn children? Is this something a human being would do?!"

Li Jing remained silent.

This most rational and calm commander of the Tang Dynasty closed his eyes tightly at this moment.

His hands, hidden in the wide sleeves of his robe, were trembling slightly uncontrollably.

After a dozen or so breaths, Li Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and his once clear eyes had now turned into a bottomless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

He turned around and faced Li Shimin directly, his voice so calm it was frightening.

"Your Majesty, when shall we break camp?"