ont the emperor a few days ago, although already had some political acumen, he was still somewhat immature and inexperienced. In the end, if it hadn't been for Emperor Daxing's sudden recovery, saving...Chapter 358: Power

Li Chen was learning for the first time that San Bao, who always seemed timid and cautious in front of him, actually possessed such remarkable skill.

Taking a step felt like flying with the ground right beneath you.

He was like a man-beast, charging forward, and every assassin who dared to block his path was instantly obliterated, turned into minced meat and discarded.

Seeing this bloody and terrifying scene, Li Chen was not only unafraid but also incredibly surprised.

Go back and you'll be rewarded handsomely!

When words were spoken, it was as fast as a blink. From the moment Li Chen saw Sān Bǎo to the moment he decided to reward him handsomely, it was all within the span of a single breath.

The deafening thunder had already rushed to Li Chen's side. Li Chen only felt a light and soft force pushing him aside.

Then the three treasures charged at the saint like a velociraptor.

"Death!"

Sambao was a eunuch, lacking facial hair so he couldn't achieve the look of "every hair on his face standing on end." Yet, his head of snow-white hair seemed to writhe like demons in chaos. Dressed in the robes of a factory official, his aura was thick and heavy, as if both demonic and divine.

This image, no matter how you look at it, resembles the villainous leader of the Dongchang who brutalized loyal officials in a movie Li Chen saw in his past life.

In a fit of rage, San Bao's withered palm shot out from his sleeve and slapped towards the Saintess.

The saintess' eyes narrowed, hastily resisting.

Two figures faced each other, their palms clashing in a powerful and straightforward strike that instantly revealed the disparity in their strength.

Three Treasures let out a muffled snort and took half a step back.

And she, like a heavenly snow lotus unlike any mortal maiden, shrunk visibly by an inch. Her bare feet touched the icy ground for the first time, forcing her to retreat three steps backward. The veil covering her face fluttered in the wind, almost slipping off.

The outcome is clear!

"Holy maiden, I come to aid you!"

Seeing that the Saintess had suffered a loss, Lady Meng cried out anxiously and, wielding her cane, charged towards the Three Treasures.

The saint's eyes turned cold, a chill that pierced her very soul.

At this juncture, it should have been herself who fought the seriously injured Taizai , while Meng Po went to kill the Crown Prince.

But this old Mrs. Meng...

"Wow!"

The rushing old Madam Meng was kicked far away by Sanzang with one kick. Her entire frail body, like tattered cloth, left a furrow in the snow as she crashed into the Donggong city wall.

Behind her, the city wall cracked open in large swathes, a dense web of fissures spreading like veins. She opened her mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, chunks of viscera mixed in. Her entire being reeked of decay.

And at this moment, the footsteps around her were like a dense rain of sound. The Saintess looked up and saw that all the Jinyiwei had arrived.

The entire Dongchang (Secret Service) went out in full force.

Take another look at our side. Our comrades are dead or wounded, and there are only a few left standing.

The most crucial part is that she can't handle the three treasures.

With a flash of her teeth, the saintess drew in a breath and shot towards Old Mother Meng like lightning. She reached out and grabbed the wilting woman, then disappeared with her at street's end, as fast as a shooting star.

Three treasures, didn't go after.

He just sent a few skilled martial artists after them.

The safety of the Crown Prince is the real priority, compared to several failed assassins.

He turned and came before Li Chen. The previous second, Sanbao, who was as domineering and awe-inspiring as the ultimate great one, knelt on the ground with a thud and shouted at the top of his lungs: "This servant is late to save His Highness, please punish the prince!"

All the other Jinyi guards on site knelt in the snow and blood, shouting: "We arrived too late to save Your Highness. Please, Your Royal Highness, execute us!"

Before the main gate of Don Palace, the square was stained red with blood. Whole and broken bodies lay scattered about, while everyone else knelt. Only Li Chen stood alone between heaven and earth.

Power!

This is power!

This is why countless people are willing to die for power! wore a bitter expression. Throughout history, the Ministry of Revenue has always existed, but so many Ministers of Revenue and emperors have been unable to solve the problems. Where could he possibly...