Ying Yuan turned around slowly, his eyes like cold stars. He didn't say anything, but just glanced at those people lightly, as if silently saying: "Continue."

The eunuch raised his head tremblingly, his voice shaking uncontrollably: "Just now, the people I sent to check the Prime Minister's residence found that... the mansion had been set on fire, and no one... escaped."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked. The prime minister on the ground was struck by lightning. He suddenly turned over and struggled to kneel, looking at Ying Yuan in panic, his lips trembling and unable to speak. A deep fear crept onto his face, as if the emperor Ying Yuan in front of him was not a human being, but a Shura from hell.

"Who, who did it?!" the prime minister finally roared hoarsely, and this roar almost exhausted all his strength.

Ying Yuan lowered his eyelids slightly, his expression was hard to discern, he just lazily stroked the black jade pendant between his fingers, with a sneer on his lips: "Oh? The Prime Minister seems to be very concerned about the affairs of the mansion?"

"Your Majesty! This is absolutely not what I intended! If I really had this intention, why would I commit such a sin by burning down my own palace?!"

The prime minister's voice was fierce, and he even seemed a little out of control due to his anger and fear. Unfortunately, Ying Yuan's face was even more sarcastic. He waved the jade pendant casually, "It seems that the prime minister still has some ability to distinguish his own sins... But, this is the law of reincarnation, and retribution is never late."

The prime minister was almost speechless after hearing these words. He then knelt forward like a beast that had been stabbed in the vitals, and screamed: "Your Majesty is wise! I was wronged! My family is full of loyal and innocent people. How could we have raised a traitor who colluded with bandits!"

Ying Yuan listened to this passionate defense without even blinking. After a while, he simply sat back on the dragon chair, propped up his head and said calmly: "Unjust? We will soon know whether we should wrongly accuse you or not."

Before he finished speaking, the guard at the gate announced loudly: "The commander of the army, Wei Congming, requests to see you!" Then, a burly and stern man walked in quickly, knelt down and reported loudly: "Your Majesty, I have been ordered to search for assassins. I just intercepted several suspicious people in the corner tower of the imperial city and they are being escorted to trial!"

"Suspicious person?" Ying Yuan raised his eyebrows, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, "Bring it up, I want to see what you caught."

As soon as he said this, the escorting guards pushed several black-clothed men who were tied up into the hall. They looked miserable, with satin masks covering their faces. The woman in the lead smiled coldly and met Ying Yuan's gaze directly, with no fear in her eyes.

"Hahaha, the Great Qin Emperor is indeed cruel and ruthless." The woman said sharply, with a stinging sarcasm, "Ying Yuan, your so-called 'invincible in the world' is nothing but treading on thin ice."

Ying Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, like a falcon. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the dragon chair a few times, as if he was thinking casually. After a while, he spoke in a low voice with a little disdain: "There are many people who kneel here to inquire about this and seek their own death. You are quite courageous, no wonder you are involved with a waste like the prime minister."

Before the woman could even open her mouth to fight back, the prime minister had already slumped to the ground with a look of deathly paleness, unable to even stutter properly: "Your Majesty, spare me! I don't recognize this woman, and she has nothing to do with me!"

"Ah, is that so?" Ying Yuan raised a cold smile. He raised his hand and pointed, his eyes like a knife falling on the woman, "Did you hear that? Your allies have abandoned you."

The woman laughed maliciously: "Ying Yuan, you think you know the truth, but you will never know what is really hidden behind the scenes. I tell you, I am not the prime minister's man, and the prime minister is just one of the chess pieces controlled by you!" This sentence fell with a loud voice, and the ministers in the hall had different expressions, but no one dared to interrupt. Ying Yuan stared at the woman and chuckled with interest.

"Something behind the scenes?" His voice was as cold as an ice knife, "Very good. I look forward to the good show you will present to me next."

Instantly, the temperature in the bedroom seemed to get even colder. After hearing what Ying Yuan said, the woman raised her head stubbornly, and there seemed to be a bigger secret hidden deep in her eyes...

The atmosphere in the hall was as heavy as frost, making it hard to breathe. Ying Yuan's eyes fell on the woman, like a nail piercing into her, but she remained calm and composed, even with a half-smile of contempt.

"You are quite courageous," Ying Yuan lazily leaned on the dragon chair, holding his face with one hand, and said in a calm tone, "Kneeling in front of me, you dare to be so arrogant. I really want to know why you think you are qualified to stand against me."

The woman raised her head upon hearing this, her eyes like falling cold stars. She said calmly with a mocking tone: "Ying Yuan, Daqin is invincible, but how can you control the world alone? Stupid people are piled up in high positions, and they don't realize that threats are everywhere. What a joke!"

The civil and military officials in the palace were stunned by this sudden sarcasm. How could someone dare to speak so bluntly in front of the Emperor of Qin! And their emperor - at this moment, he was as stable as a mountain, but all the officials who knew him knew that this was just the last calm before the storm.

As expected, the coldness on Ying Yuan's face gradually froze. He slowly stood up, lowered his eyes and looked down at the woman, with a chilling sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, I didn't know that a mad dog dared to shout in the palace." His voice was not loud, but it was like a sword piercing the air. "But I want to see how you can use this mouth to carve out a huge way to survive."

The woman's face was even colder, and she stared at Ying Yuan with her stubborn eyes, as if she was not afraid of the majesty of the emperor. "Kill me! But is killing me enough for your Great Qin? You don't understand what you are facing, and you don't know that the real enemy is slowly crawling out of your shadow."

The corners of her mouth curved up with a chilling madness, "Ying Yuan, this is just the beginning. When the time comes, you will find that your so-called invincibility is nothing but a joke."

The woman's words were like the tongue of a poisonous snake, and every word pierced Ying Yuan's ears, making him furious. But it was this naked provocation that made Ying Yuan more interested. His eyes gradually turned cold and sharp like a knife, and after a moment, he suddenly chuckled.

"Good, very good." Ying Yuan returned to the dragon chair, sat down, and played with the handle of his sword with one hand. "I like to see the shameless ants wailing in despair. Since you are so loyal to a master behind the scenes, I can still give you a chance."

He pointed in the air, and the guards immediately understood and pushed the woman to the ground. Ying Yuan looked down at her, with a frosty smile on his lips: "I will give you two choices. First, give up your master, and I can spare your life; second, life is worse than death. What I am best at is making people who are stubborn wish for death." (End of this chapter)