Fu Dayong scanned the Imperial Guards on the scene and commanded them coldly, "The situation is lost. Do you still want to be buried with this incompetent ruler? Lay down your weapons, and this general promises to spare your lives. When the Crown Prince ascends to the throne, you will also be ministers who supported him."
An Imperial Guard Commander stepped forward, cursing at Fu Dayong while holding a sword, "Traitorous ministers and thieves, everyone should kill them. Brothers, we have received the ruler's favor, let's fight to the death for the ruler against these rebels!"
"Kill!"
"Fight!"
"..."
Thousands of Imperial Guards shouted, wielding swords and rushing towards Fu Dayong, attacking with the momentum of moths flying into flames.
The experts in the Imperial Palace watched from the sidelines, unconcerned about who would ascend to the throne, as they could always be of use regardless.
These mundane power struggles were not within their interests.
