"Rebel! How dare you kill Consort Jing! I will take your life!"
His Majesty, Fu Aotian, charged toward Sixth Prince Fu Yuanjin, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, wishing he could tear Sixth Prince Fu Yuanjin to pieces.
However, he had not exercised for years due to palace life and had neglected his martial arts training because of the busyness of state affairs. How could he, nearing old age, be a match for a young man in his twenties?
Sixth Prince Fu Yuanjin simply lifted his foot and delivered a fierce kick to his chest, sending him tumbling to the ground in pain, which only intensified Fu Aotian's rage against his son.
"You are heartless and ruthless, I truly regret sparing your life!"
