Chapter 323: Chapter 222: Bloodshed at the Drunken Flower Pavilion, the Imperial Capital’s Night Watcher Organization, Gongyang Hu’s Shock

Just as she was about to make her move, Lu Mingyuan struck first, killing her instantly.

The scene instantly fell silent.

Blood erupted from the Qing Guan’s chest, splattering onto the other women of the brothel. Their minds went completely blank.

"AHH!"

A scream shattered the silence.

Everyone in the Drunken Flower Tower descended into chaos.

"Someone’s been killed!"

"The Crown Prince killed someone!"

As if fearing the commotion wasn’t great enough, the other Qing Guan all began to shriek.

The scene became utterly chaotic.

The clatter of falling wine cups, the rattling of beaded curtains, the frantic patter of hurried footsteps...

Only then did everyone realize that the Crown Prince wasn’t playing around.

He was serious!

He killed at the slightest provocation!

He showed not an ounce of compassion, utterly ruthless in his destruction of a beautiful woman, sparing no one’s dignity.

"Your Highness, isn’t this action somewhat improper?"

"I believe only criminals interrogated by the Ministry of Justice, as well as the Ministry of Justice, can be formally sentenced to death."

"Killing wantonly—especially a woman who was utterly defenseless—is a complete violation of protocol."

A few high-ranking Court officials on the scene stepped forward to question Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Mingyuan scoffed at their words.

’Am I supposed to wait for these assassins to put a blade to my neck before I’m allowed to fight back?’

’Perhaps I should first announce, "Your actions are now threatening my life, so I must make a move."’

’How idiotic is that?’

Lu Mingyuan looked at them and said coolly, "My rules are the only rules." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"I will personally adjudicate this case. There is no need to consult the Ministry of Justice or the Ministry of Justice. You need only wait for the official report tomorrow."

The high officials exchanged glances, not expecting the Crown Prince to act first and report later.

In truth, he did indeed possess that authority.

After all, the Supreme Authority of Regency was absolute.

It was just that the Crown Prince’s methods were so heavy-handed that it left a bad taste in their mouths.

This scene was undoubtedly a display of his disregard for the court officials, the Six Ministries, and the laws and customs of Great Yan.

’Could it be? Has the Sixth Prince revealed his true colors so soon after becoming the Crown Prince?’

Seeing the White Lotus Sect Members hidden in the crowd preparing to slip away, Lu Mingyuan waved his arm and boomed a command:

"Men!"

At his command.

The clanking of countless suits of Armor echoed from outside the Drunken Flower Tower.

Squad after squad of the Imperial Guard, wearing bronze ghost masks, clad in black scale armor, and wielding gleaming long sabers, burst through the mahogany doors and surrounded everyone inside.

These men were all Human Shadow Warriors created by Lu Mingyuan.

They possessed no special Divine Techniques, but their strength lay in numbers, and they were more than capable of handling weaker opponents.

With his current level of authority, he couldn’t yet extend his reach into the official military, so he could only create some forces using his Shadow Warriors.

Among his forces were three Eastern Palace Tributors.

Yang Erlang, of the Vajra Martial Venerable Realm.

Master Fahai of Jinguang Temple.

The Taiping Taoist, Great Virtuous Master Zhang Jiao.

Additionally, Zi Yun, Hong Wan, Bai He, and Qing Ying all gathered by Lu Mingyuan’s side upon receiving the command.

The strongest among them, Luo Ying, stood at the very front.

Ink-black Taoist Qi converged into a massive, pitch-black hand. Merely a corner of her Dharma Body was revealed, yet its power was already immeasurable.

The aura of her Eleventh Realm Yin Spirit swept out, so oppressive that everyone present struggled to breathe.

Not to be outdone, Yun Qinghe also stepped forward. Her cyan Taoist Qi, characteristic of the Nascent Soul Realm, surged like a tidal wave, slamming into three White Lotus Remnants trying to escape and pinning them to the floor.

In just a few breaths, everyone on the scene had been suppressed.

Terrified, the crowd was simultaneously stunned by the Crown Prince’s swift and brutal methods.

Lu Mingyuan’s gaze swept across the room, and the inner thoughts of every single person flowed into his ears.

His expression cold, he pointed to his chosen targets and uttered a quiet, simple command:

"Leave no one alive."

As he finished speaking.

"SHING!"

The Human Shadow Warriors mercilessly swung the Cold Light Long Sabers in their hands, targeting the people they had restrained.

"SLASH!"

Necks were severed, and jets of blood sprayed high into the air. The cruel, bloody scene plunged the Drunken Flower Tower into an atmosphere of slaughter and gore.

On the neck or arm of each person killed, a white lotus tattoo could be found, identifying them as members of the White Lotus Ancient Sect.

As bodies collapsed to the floor one by one, the terrified crowd stared at the three Tributors in the center of the room.

They were terrified of being mistaken for White Lotus Evil Cult remnants and executed as well.

Just then, the White Lotus Sect Members who had Cultivation could no longer afford to hide. They attacked, one after another, summoning their Magical Treasures.

They even managed to kill several Human Shadow Warriors in a counter-attack.

"Die."

Lu Mingyuan, his face devoid of expression, flicked his sleeve.

Butcher Yang Jian, wearing his Bronze Tiger Mask, was the first to move. He swung his saber skyward, and his Saber Intent shot to the ceiling. The terrifying Saber Qi formed a tornado that shredded the bodies of the White Lotus Sect Members into mincemeat.

The towering Master Fahai, his arms corded with muscle, crushed Golden Light in his bare hands and used it to explode the heads of the White Lotus Evil Cult’s Cultivators one by one, his methods equally vicious.

After each kill, he would chant a Buddhist Scripture and use the Buddha’s Relics to guide the departed soul.

Zhang Jiao, clad in a thin Daoist Robe, was far more direct.

He held a Magic Ball in his hand.

The Thunder Technique that coiled around his fingertips like a roaming dragon struck countless bodies, charring them black.

Luo Ying grabbed Yuan Jianye, the Heir of Duke An, and tossed him before Lu Mingyuan before asking calmly:

"How should this one be dealt with?"

Yuan Jianye had been dragged across the floor like a dead dog. His face was ashen; he’d sobered up instantly the moment the Dancing Girl took him hostage. If the Shadow Warrior’s blade hadn’t been so fast, he too would have become another one of the brothel’s ghosts.

Filled with regret, he immediately began to beg for his life.

"Your Highness, spare me!"

"I truly didn’t know this place was a den for an evil cult! Please, Your Highness, let me go! I was blind not to see it!"