Zhao Haiping's whip left the eunuch stunned. It also left the old goat-bearded general quite confused.
Even the guards at his side were a bit dazed.
The two guards glanced at each other, both somewhat uncertain as to whether they should drag the eunuch away.
Zhao Haiping furrowed his brow, "What's the matter, are my words not effective?"
The guard showed a troubled expression, "Your Majesty, but it's Mr. Liu..."
Zhao Haiping gave him a look, "Drag him down and execute him! Say one more word, and you can go meet your death as well."
The two guards were visibly shocked, but soon a faint look of pleasure appeared on their faces as they stepped forward to seize Mr. Liu and take him away.
Zhao Haiping's brows were slightly furrowed as he fell into deep thought.
This imperial campaign seemed very off.
Since the urgent military reports had arrived, Zhao Haiping had sensed something amiss and many details allowed him to further confirm his suspicion.
