Supreme Conquering System Chapter 241

Chapter 241 - Drinking wine, beheading kins.h.i.+p

On the high platform.

Under the sky.

The two kings looked at each other in silence. The ministers and officials of the surrounding Undescended Dynasty were kneeling on the ground.

The Old Flawless King's face was calm as he looked at Qin Yi, waiting for his reply.

"However, This King is not them. They will agree, but This King will not!"

Qin Yi chuckled, and rejected the Old Falling King's offer without hesitation.

Perhaps, as long as Qin Yi admitted his fault with a single sentence, he would be the king of the Undescended Dynasty!

In the future, he could even reasonably inherit the throne and become the new King of Everlasting City!

But, Qin Yi did not want to do it, nor did he want to do it!

In this world, there was only one sentence!

He had a clear conscience throughout his lifetime of reverence!

It was impossible for him to lower his head and admit his wrongs to this heartless old man!

Moreover, he was a king, how could he bow his head!

"Shua!"

Suddenly, Qin Yi raised his right arm, which surprised everyone around. Whoos.h.!.+

A trace of nervousness flashed across the face of the old man as well.

But Qin Yi turned a deaf ear to everyone's nervousness.

He placed his hand on the table in front of the elderly w.a.n.g Jun. Then, he took out a wine jug and a wine cup.

He poured himself a cup of fragrant wine and raised it to his mouth. Then, he looked at the old man with an indifferent expression.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you. In the end, you are still the father of my body."

Qin Yi said indifferently as he held his wine cup.

No matter how heartless and heartless w.a.n.g Jun was, he was still his father!

Qin Yi didn't want to bear the notoriety of patricide because of the old man in front of him!

Furthermore, the old and fallen w.a.n.g Jun had not lived for many years.

Let him live his life amidst endless regret!

"This is the only time this king will ever call you that."

"Father!"

With that, Qin Yi did not wait for the old Eternal Emperor's reply, and drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp!

Qin Yi felt like he was not drinking the good wine, but the last bit of restraint he had!

A cup of wine, beheading one's kins.h.i.+p!

Here's a toast to you. From then on, the two sides of the world seem like strangers!

"Bam!"

Qin Yi shattered the wine cup as he turned around and left with big strides!

The expression on the face of the old Falling Monarch fluctuated between unwillingness, anger, remorse, shock and so on.

"Yi Er!"

These expressions were all attributed to a single sentence.

"Bang!"

Qin Yi, who was walking forward in large strides, paused in his steps, and then left in large strides.

"Unsetting King Jun, please do not continue to call this king that!"

Because you are not worthy!

There's no relation between the two of us anymore! "

His straight back did not stop there. Only a sonorous and forceful sentence floated over.

Following that, Qin Yi took the reins from Bai Zai and mounted the horse.

"Sick, Bai Zai, weasel, let's go!"

Qin Yi sat on the horse and shouted.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Huo Qubing, who was still rus.h.i.+ng and killing amongst the hundred thousand imperial guards, shouted out loudly and lined up his troops.

The five thousand blood soaked Black armored cavalry s, once again opened a path, and arrived beside Qin Yi.

"Giddy up!"

Qin Yi spurred his horse, taking the lead and galloping out of the capital.

Bai Zai and the rest followed closely behind.

Along the way, the remaining Imperial Guard soldiers all retreated, no one daring to obstruct them.

In the end, Qin Yi didn't even turn back to look at the old Falling King Monarch.

It was left for the old man, w.a.n.g Jun, who had an ice-cold expression on his face.

Was this retribution?

w.a.n.g Jun stood on the platform with a look of regret on his face.

"Plop!"

Suddenly, the 'old man' was thrown back by the force of the impact and he fell backwards.

"w.a.n.g Jun!"

The high platform was once again thrown into chaos.