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Chapter Sixteen The Shen Family

All the family members behind him also started crying, and for a while, the sound of injustice was loud.

Such a scene was really shocking, Ahya frowned slightly and lowered her eyes.

However, Xie Jie didn't even frown and sat down directly at the top with an expressionless face.

"Are they all here?"

Zhou Zhong stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, Third Young Master Shen is nowhere to be seen. The remaining 132 members of the Shen family are all here."

"Um?"

Xie Jie narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He took out the sword of Jin Wuwei next to him, touched the blade casually, and said in a cool tone: "Where is the person?"

Seeing that nothing had changed, Mr. Shen simply closed his eyes and sneered: "I don't know."

"Don't know?" Xie Jie paused and flicked the blade with his fingertips.

The Jinwu guards all drew their swords together, cold light flashed suddenly, and the next second, the blades were already on the necks of everyone in the Shen family.

He was unhurried and even had a bit of a smile in his tone, as if he was discussing: "How about killing one person with a stick of incense until Shen Qing remembers it?"

"Start with...your direct grandson."

Ahaya raised her head suddenly and looked at his cold side face.

If he was implicated in the rebellion, no one would dare to question him. But if he killed a child for interrogation, if word spread, it would be a black mark on his already dark reputation.

"The foolish king! The foolish king who is cruel and cruel and kills innocent people indiscriminately!" Mr. Shen took a breath and cursed loudly, but he still made it clear that he refused to bow his head.

"The Shen family has been in Wancheng for many years." Xie Jie looked at him condescendingly, and slashed the corner of the golden sandalwood table in the hall with his knife. There was ridicule in his tone, "The common people have done enough burning, killing and looting? Which of the people in the hall is clean?"

"Don't talk to me about your childishness. He grew up eating the flesh and blood of the common people in Wancheng and raised him to a noble family. At such a young age, he has a bad nature and bullies others. He is guilty in his bones. How can he be innocent?"

"Mr. Shen, let me ask you again." His tone was indifferent, and the aura around him made people breathless, "Where is Shen San?"

Mr. Shen gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and said coldly: "I don't know!"

In this field, Shen San is the last sapling of the Shen family. Even if he dies, there is no way he can tell.

Ahaya frowned, her eyes passing over the Shen family members kneeling in the hall, searching for various possibilities in her heart.

She came in with Xie Jie, and in the eyes of the Shen family, she was his. If Shen San really turned the tables in the end, she might not even be able to keep a whole body.

After a sudden catastrophe, most of the Shen family were panicked, and the timid ones had fainted. Although Mrs. Shen's face was pale, she was still calm, and there was no despair in her eyes, but a strange expectation.

What is she waiting for?

Ahaya pondered for a moment, his eyes flashing.

She suddenly remembered a person who might be the key to breaking the situation.

Just as her thoughts were surging, there was a sudden noise from the corner, and a Jin Wuwei shouted.

"Your Majesty! This man is writing!"

Ahaya suddenly turned her head and saw Shen Er lying on the ground from the end of the crowd, looking miserable.

His tongue was pulled out and his hands were amputated. At this time, there was no good piece of flesh on his body. There were whip marks all over his body, and the wounds were actually infested with maggots.

It seems that after Mr. Shen received thirty lashes that day, he took out all his anger on him.

His eyes were filled with resentment, and amidst Mr. Shen's angry scolding, he tremblingly wrote two words with the tip of his nose.

Barracks.

"Move troops."

Ahaya reacted, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her eyes showed a bit of surprise.

The Shen family holds military power. Although they do not have the tiger talisman, they are still able to command part of the forces in the military camp outside the city.

A secret guard suddenly appeared, half-kneeling on the ground, his voice hoarse and urgent.

"Your Majesty, Shen San has entered the city with five thousand troops!"
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