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In the teahouse, the teacup in the bearded man's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered into several pieces. He sat there motionless as if he had been frozen in place, his mouth agape, his eyes wide like copper bells, and his pupils trembling violently in their sockets.

At the street corner, the man selling candied hawthorns suddenly collapsed to the ground, his buttocks hitting the bluestone slab with a dull thud. He didn't care about the pain, just tilted his head back and stared blankly at the sky.

In the school, the teacher's ruler hung in mid-air, not falling for a long time.

Everyone in the Great Flame Kingdom was stunned by these words.

It's not because the sound is loud.

It was because of what he said—the life of that princess.

That eldest princess, who had royal blood flowing through her veins and should have been incomparably noble and enjoyed all the riches and honors, lived a life even worse than that of ordinary people.

On the sky, after Lin Ye finished speaking, he took a deep breath and sat down expressionlessly. His chilling gaze shone through the sky, causing all the people of the Great Flame Kingdom to look away and not dare to meet his eyes.

Then he slowly raised his right hand.

Facing the sky—convex!

He raised his middle finger.

That finger stood straight up in the center of the sky, like a nail driven into the pupils of everyone in the Great Flame Kingdom.

Under the sky, hundreds of millions of eyes looked up, their faces filled with the same confusion—what does that mean?

No one in the Great Flame Kingdom knew what this gesture meant.

But everyone could sense it—

It was a gesture brimming with contempt, mockery, and disdain.

"You don't deserve it!" Lin Ye's voice gradually calmed down, but the words he said were even more chilling than before.

"Shu Jingwei! Xiao Douzi is Ye Fan's daughter, a child of the Ye family!"

"You don't deserve to be her mother!"

Lin Ye spoke each word clearly and forcefully.

Those six words fell like a thunderbolt from the sky, striking the very head of every person in the Great Flame Kingdom. The heavens seemed to tremble.

It didn't actually shake.

But for a fleeting moment, everyone had the illusion that the sky was trembling.

The entire Great Flame Kingdom was deathly silent.

It was as if even the wind had stopped.

Shu Jingwei's face turned pale and then red, as if a paint shop had been overturned, and finally it suddenly flared up, her eyes surging with boundless anger.

She is the emperor!

It is the heaven of the Great Flame Kingdom!

He is the supreme ruler, whom all people kneel before and all officials bow down to!

This man, this lowly man, dared to say in front of the whole world that she was unworthy?!

"presumptuous!!!"

This roar was so powerful it nearly blew the roof off the Hall of Supreme Harmony behind them.

She suddenly drew the sword from the guard beside her.

The sound of the sword being drawn was particularly jarring in the silence—a clang.

A flash of cold light, and the sword tip was aimed directly at the man's throat in the sky!

Her wrists were bulging with veins from the excessive force, and her phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, as if she wanted to rush into the sky and tear the people inside to pieces!

All the court officials and palace servants were so frightened that they all knelt down with a thud, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, their knees hitting the floor tiles with a series of dull thuds.

His whole body was trembling like a leaf, and he even had to breathe lightly.

Silent as a cicada in winter.

Hundreds of people knelt in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, yet it was as quiet as an empty tomb.

Lin Ye looked down at her with disdain through the sky.

That look in his eyes was like looking at an ant he was stepping on.

Want to kill him?

Come on over here if you dare!

It's laughable.

The barrage remained silent for several breaths before a new comment slowly appeared.

[Empress Shu Jingwei: Lin Ye! All you want is money, isn't it? Name your price! Any amount is fine! Just give me back my daughter!]

These words conveyed anger, resentment, and a condescending sense of detachment, as if they had seen through everything.

Yes, this man must have kidnapped her daughter for money, just to use her as a hostage to demand money!

Now that things have come to this, since she can neither hurt him nor find him for the time being, it's not unreasonable to spend some money for the sake of her daughter.

Anyway, her Great Flame Kingdom is rich and powerful, with piles of gold and silver treasures in its treasury; she could crush him with money.

When he emerges from his hiding place to claim the money—she will make him pay for what he said today!

In the sky, Lin Ye looked at the line of bullet comments.

A mocking smile slowly crept onto his lips as he watched her leap and bound in the system feedback screen, like watching a clown jumping around.

"Money?" he asked slowly, his voice languid and his eyes mocking. "You think I'm short of money?"

Lin Ye stood up and walked towards the French windows of the study. The soles of his slippers made a steady "thump-thump" sound on the wooden floor, like drumbeats, striking the hearts of everyone in the Great Flame Kingdom.

Everyone's attention was drawn to that window.

A wall made entirely of glass, an invisible and unbreakable wall.

It extends from the floor to the ceiling without any gaps, as if a whole piece of the sky has been embedded in the wall.

Lin Ye's mind raced, and the camera immediately turned to look out the window—

Shu Jingwei's pupils contracted sharply. She no longer cared about imperial dignity. Her face was full of shock, and her mouth was agape enough to fit a fist.

Xiao Bo's legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground with a "thud," his buttocks landing solidly, making him shudder all over, feeling as if his old bones were about to fall apart.

Several ministers lost their composure and collapsed to the ground in fright, their ceremonial tablets falling with a series of clattering sounds.

The entire court of officials stared wide-eyed, their jaws dropping to the ground, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets, unable to utter a single word.

Outside that glass window—

Skyscrapers stand tall, row upon row, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Those buildings, one taller than the next, so tall that you couldn't see their tops, their spires disappearing into the frame of the sky, like sharp swords piercing the heavens.

Some buildings have entire glass curtain walls on their surfaces, reflecting dazzling light under the sun.

Like giant mirrors standing on the earth, they capture the sky, clouds, and sunlight, with light spots jumping and flashing, dazzling to the eye.

On the ground, those iron boxes that didn't need horses were densely packed together, moving in an orderly fashion like migrating ants.

Red, black, white, silver, all kinds of colors and shapes, they are arranged in long dragons, one after another, flowing endlessly.

They are as fast as arrows released from a bow, darting from one end of the field of vision to the other in a flash, and the naked eye can only catch a glimpse of their receding shadows.

In the distance, there is a bridge spanning an extremely wide river, like a silver dragon lying on the water.

The metal frame of the bridge gleamed coldly in the sunlight, its dense structure resembling a giant spider web, firmly holding the two banks together.

The river water under the bridge was bathed in sunlight, turning it golden and sparkling, making the entire river seem like flowing gold.

Further away, there are mountains, and on those mountains stands a tower, its spire piercing the clouds.

The mountains are lush green, the pagodas are gleaming white, the clouds are fluffy and soft, and the sky is clear blue.

A variety of novel things are piled up one after another, which is dazzling and fascinating.