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She suddenly raised both hands high, and a blinding red light erupted in the hall. Dense red mist surged from beneath her black robe, instantly filling the entire space!
"Poison mist! Hold your breath!" Lin Yuan shouted.
It was too late. Several elderly ministers in the front row collapsed to the ground as soon as they inhaled the red mist, their skin visibly rotting at an alarming rate, emitting piercing cries of agony.
Lin Xiaofan struggled to stand but found his legs as weak as noodles. In the red mist, he saw Zhuge Liang and Huo Qubing's figures fading away, as if they would vanish in the next moment.
"My Lord..." Zhuge Liang's voice wavered, "I fear... I can no longer follow you..."
Huo Qubing had become as transparent as a thin sheet of paper, yet he stubbornly stood in front of Lin Xiaofan. "Old Zhu... one last time to help my Lord?"
Suddenly, two beams of golden light burst forth from the void! The figures of Zhuge Liang and Huo Qubing, who were about to dissipate, transformed into streaks of light, encircling Moro on either side!
"Moro old thief!" Zhuge Liang's voice suddenly boomed like a bell, "I have never seen such shamelessness!"
Moro appeared momentarily stunned. "You..."
"What about you?" Huo Qubing interrupted angrily. "Wearing a black robe and a tattered mask to play tricks? Why don’t you go set up a stall under the overpass and tell fortunes?"
"As a time traveler, you do nothing but engage in crooked paths!" Zhuge Liang pointed with his feather fan in anger. "Manipulating court affairs, poisoning the princess, causing chaos among the people—you are more disgusting than maggots in a cesspool!"
Moro trembled with rage. "Shut up! What do you data people know?!"
"What’s wrong with being data people?" Huo Qubing sneered. "At least we are upright! Unlike you, hiding behind a mask and afraid to show your face, even your own daughter has to disguise herself as a man—are you mentally disturbed?"
Moro's black robe billowed wildly, but the red mist began to destabilize. She screamed, "I will completely delete your data!"
"Come on!" Zhuge Liang suddenly pulled out a virtual panel filled with dense code. "Look closely! This is the record of your modifications to this world! Poisoning the late emperor, framing generals, creating plagues—the system remembers everything!"
Moro was completely panicked. "Impossible! I clearly already..."
"Already what? Deleted records?" Huo Qubing scoffed. "Do you think the system is a USB drive? Just press Shift and Delete and it’s gone forever?"
Taking advantage of the argument to draw attention, Lin Xiaofan finally struggled to his feet. He took out a jade whistle and blew it with all his might—
"Woo—"
"Don’t be afraid, Xiao Fan, I’m coming!"
The crisp shout pierced through the red mist. Suddenly, synchronized footsteps echoed from outside the hall as the Fifth Prince charged in with dozens of Sparrow Feather Division shadow guards. Each one held a peculiar bamboo tube equipped with a metal launching device at the rear.
"What is this...?" Lin Xiaofan was taken aback.
At that moment, the nearly vanished Zhuge Liang smiled slightly. "Finally made it..."
The shadow guards moved in perfect unison, pulling the plugs from the ends of the bamboo tubes and aiming them at Moro before pressing the triggers—
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Countless shards of ice erupted from the bamboo tubes, covering Moro's entire body like a hailstorm!
"Ah!" Moro let out a piercing scream. The moment the ice shards touched her skin, they quickly froze her, turning her into a statue of ice in an instant!
The red mist began to dissipate. The False Crown Prince sat paralyzed on the ground, soaked in icy water that outlined her delicate curves. She trembled, trying to crawl away, but a soft sword pressed against her throat stopped her.
"Where do you think you're going? Brother—no, Sister?" Princess Ning An had somehow awakened, revealing a sharp sword hidden within the jade belt at her waist.
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