Chapter 2187: Chapter 2187: Still Didn’t Hit Hard Enough

The Empress Dowager had not even approached before she heard Emperor Zhong’s wails, like a grieving orphan. Her expression darkened immediately–an emperor of a nation, yet unable to endure pain?

Even ordinary secret guards, once captured, could endure cruel torture without so much as uttering a sound. And yet…

“Mother, you’ve finally come, the Emperor…”

The Ninth Prince stepped forward, supporting the Empress Dowager as they moved closer to watch Emperor Zhong being struck.

“Mother, save me, save your son… Ah… Ow ow ow!”

Seeing the Empress Dowager arrive, Emperor Zhong quickly turned to her for help, but before he could finish his plea, it dissolved into anguished screams once again.

“Shameful.”

The Empress Dowager cast him a cold glance before shifting her gaze away.

She could not comprehend it–both sons had come from her womb, yet why couldn’t Emperor Zhong be as obedient and dutiful as Jin’er, dedicating himself to the welfare of the nation?

Sincerely speaking, Emperor Zhong was no different from the Emperor of Beikun. The only reason the people of Central Imperial Country fared better than those of Beikun Kingdom wasn’t due to Emperor Zhong, but because of the Ninth Prince.

In major matters, Emperor Zhong would deceive her and Jin’er to execute his schemes in secret, ensuring they couldn’t intervene in time once exposed. But in matters involving the exploitation of the common people, he dared not act, knowing full well that if he did, Jin’er and she would never spare him.

“Empress Dowager Yiinn of Central Imperial Country greets High Priest Demon Heart and the distinguished gentlemen.” She walked over to An Jiuyue and her group, bowing respectfully.

“No need for such formalities, elder.”

An Jiuyue nodded politely toward the Empress Dowager, indicating that she could act at ease.

She had inquired previously, coming to learn that in Central Imperial Country, the Empress Dowager was considered benevolent. Indeed, her only mistake in life was bearing a son who possessed power but cared little for his people.

“Mother, stop wasting time talking to them! Quickly command someone to capture them!”

Seeing his mother being so polite to them, Emperor Zhong felt a shred of regained confidence, which quickly morphed into impotent fury.

What was wrong with these people? Were they not his closest kin–an aging mother and a younger brother? Why were they so intent on undermining him?

Could they not see that he was being beaten? Not only did they refrain from helping, but they even had the audacity to show respect to his attackers? What madness was this?

“It seems the blows were too light.”

Leng Yikun’s cold gaze fell on Yuu Rong as he spoke faintly.

Yuu Rong arched a brow, glanced at Leng Yikun, and gestured as though acknowledging his point, saying simply, “Understood.”

Then, he delivered a heavy kick to Emperor Zhong. If he couldn’t learn how to behave, perhaps he shouldn’t live–better to turn him into a corpse.

“Ah!”

Once again, Emperor Zhong screamed in agony, rolling a great distance away, only to be kicked back by Yuu Rong again.

“You want to die? I’ll grant you that!”

With that, Yuu Rong unleashed kick after kick, giving Emperor Zhong no chance to even cry out in despair.

“I heard that Emperor Zhong once tried to abduct a child from the Yiinn Family but was thwarted. Empress Dowager, was it you?” An Jiuyue withdrew her gaze from Emperor Zhong and turned toward the Empress Dowager, inquiring.

“It was me.”

The Empress Dowager replied firmly.

“At the time, I failed to prevent that wretched son from harming the Yiinn Family. Upon learning he still intended to seize their child, I naturally could not allow it and personally stopped him.”