All the words of the Prince of Yizhou were stuck in his chest as he stared with widened eyes at Yin Li, who sat composedly on his horse across from him, returning his gaze with an expressionless face.
At this moment, the Prince of Yizhou remembered something was wrong. How could Yin Li be here?
He hadn't seen him when he returned to the capital. Wasn't it said that he had been impeached, and thus had left the capital to inspect the borders and avoid scrutiny?
The Prince of Yizhou recalled all the inconsistencies, but he no longer had the chance to speak out. He slowly collapsed under Yin Li's gaze.
The Commandery Prince Xin'an and the Commandery Prince Xinping cried out in shock, catching the falling Prince of Yizhou. They looked up intending to surrender, but the soldiers, already blinded by rage, wouldn't listen to them. Moreover, Yin Li did not raise his hand to call a halt, so the rebels who had laid down their swords to surrender were struck down in the next moment.
