Looking across the Great Wei Dynasty, the only person with a higher status than a prince was the Emperor!

This shameless bastard… he, he was actually the rumored tyrant?!

Yang Muxi was deceived by Jiang Chen simply because she was too naive, not because she was stupid.

Almost at the same time Jiang Chen finished speaking, she guessed the truth, and her pretty face instantly froze.

Her eyes, which had previously shown a hint of concern, became as deep as a cold spring, chilling one to the bone.

"Good, very good!"

"Jiang Yan, no, Jiang Chen! So you're the damned Emperor!"

"You've been playing me for a fool all this time, manipulating me at your whim. Are you very proud of yourself?"

"The dignified Dao Lord of the Taiping Dao, a renowned figure who holds the reins of the martial world, was tricked by you into becoming a thug, and even went out of his way to help you defeat your arch-enemy… Your Majesty, you're truly calculating!"

At this moment, Yang Muxi's gaze towards Jiang Chen no longer contained a trace of tenderness, and her tone was chillingly indifferent, like an emotionless jade sculpture, exuding an aura that kept people at a distance.

Jiang Chen had never seen Yang Muxi like this before, and his confident expression wavered slightly.

Damn it, is this really going to backfire?

Isn't it just the identity of an Emperor? Why such a big reaction?

He frowned, and his voice became a little anxious: "Muxi, listen to my explanation, I didn't intentionally hide my identity!"

"As for asking you to retrieve the account books, it wasn't a deliberate scheme… I, I really regarded you as a close friend at the time, which is why I entrusted this matter to you. Don't overthink it!"

Yang Muxi remained unmoved, her pretty face ice-cold: "Is that so? But none of that matters now."

"Jiang, no, Your Majesty, whatever your purpose was for approaching me, I don't want to know now."

As she said this, she adopted a gesture of seeing him off, unwilling to even spare Jiang Chen a glance, and said indifferently:

"For the sake of the promise I just made, I won't attack you. Get out of here yourself."

"Also, this place isn't welcome to you. Don't come here again in the future."

Stung by Yang Muxi's gaze as if he were a stranger, Jiang Chen became somewhat anxious.

He took a few steps forward and began to play the emotional card: "Muxi, it was wrong of me to deceive you, but at that time, you misunderstood me too deeply. If I didn't do this, I wouldn't have been able to get close to you at all. I was forced to do so!"

"Do you remember what we said when we went boating on the lake at night? I said I wanted to cleanse the court and seek benefits for the people of the world, and you even agreed…"

"Clang!"

A sword's cry interrupted Jiang Chen's words.

Yang Muxi, wielding her soft sword, suddenly moved forward, the almost tangible killing intent sweeping through the small courtyard, chilling everyone to the bone!

"Jiang Chen, I said, I don't want to listen!"

"Since you don't cherish the opportunity I gave you, then you'll never have to leave!" As she spoke, the sword's blade was already approaching Jiang Chen's chest.

Unlike the last time when she held back, Yang Muxi now had no extra emotion.

She stared coldly at Jiang Chen's neck, a large amount of true qi poured into the sword, causing the surrounding air to flow rapidly, scraping streaks of blood on Jiang Chen's skin.

'Clang!'

Just as the sword's blade was about to pierce his artery, a tall figure suddenly leaped into the courtyard, blocking the blow in the nick of time.

"Yang Muxi, you dare to injure the Emperor's sacred body! You're courting death!" Jing Yue said grimly, her former aloofness completely shattered.

She couldn't imagine what Jiang Chen's fate would have been if she had been even a second late!

This audacious woman must die!

Jing Yue drew her long sword and was about to strike, but she was stopped by a roar from behind.

"Jing Yue, get out!"

"This is what I owe her, I should repay it. Don't interfere!"

The unquestionable tone made Jing Yue stop immediately, and the long sword that had been half-drawn returned to its sheath.

Jiang Chen stepped forward and patted her shoulder: "Go and stand guard outside. I can handle this."

Jing Yue hesitated, not moving for a long time, a rare hint of anxiety appearing in her eyes.

Seeing this, Yang Muxi, not far away, spoke coldly, her tone tinged with warning: "Jiang Chen, I won't hold back against you anymore."

"If you want to live, obediently follow your guard and leave, otherwise, I guarantee the next sword will draw blood!"

Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged. He didn't believe Yang Muxi would really be willing to kill him. At most, she would just vent her anger and beat him into serious injuries.

He could still bear this price.

"Muxi, my reputation among the people isn't good, so I wanted to hide my identity and get close to you."

"I originally planned to be honest with you after we got to know each other thoroughly, but I didn't expect…"

Yang Muxi frowned and interrupted coldly: "I said, I don't want to hear your explanations!"

"Your repeated deception, manipulation, and playing around… I'm already disgusted with you to the extreme. I don't want to know anything related to you!"

"You don't need to waste your time either. I won't forgive you. Let's say goodbye!"

After coldly dropping these words, Yang Muxi turned away resolutely, not looking at Jiang Chen again.

Her indifferent back view made one inexplicably uneasy.

Staring at that departing figure, Jiang Chen knew he had to act, or there would really be no room for redemption!

He drew Jing Yue's long sword with his backhand, chased after her, and blocked her path, saying affectionately:

"Muxi, I've made many mistakes and told many lies… but my feelings for you are not the slightest bit false!"

"Since you mind so much that I deceived you, even to the point that you have to kill me to vent your anger, then I'll do it myself to make up for this mistake!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen raised his hand and thrust the long sword into his chest, without the slightest hesitation in his movements.

This sudden turn of events shattered the coldness on Yang Muxi's face in an instant.

She looked at the bloodstains seeping through Jiang Chen's outer robe, and a flash of anxiety crossed her beautiful eyes. Without thinking, she struck out and knocked the long sword away, preventing Jiang Chen from being seriously injured.

'Clang!'

The long sword fell to the ground.

Her suspended heart also fell at this moment.

In this game, Jiang Chen had won after all.

Thinking of this, the grievances in Yang Muxi's heart could no longer be suppressed, and her eyes turned red.

A liar who had repeatedly deceived and manipulated her deserved to be cut into a thousand pieces, but she had shamelessly fallen in love with this liar, and even couldn't bear to see this liar get hurt!

Yang Muxi really looked down on herself for this kind of despicable behavior!

She took a deep breath, suppressed the surging thoughts, and said indifferently: "Jiang Chen, I don't need your life."

"Although you are a morally depraved liar, you can still be considered a wise ruler for the people of the world. Keep this dog's life to seek benefits for the people."

As she said this, she turned her back and warned: "Don't appear in my sight again, or I won't be polite!"

"You, wouldn't want to be a crippled Emperor, would you?"

After speaking, Yang Muxi quickly entered the small building.

Jiang Chen looked at her back, frowned, and smiled bitterly, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

Although she turned around very quickly, he still saw those red eyes…