Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Tianwen Kingdom, inside the palace

The prince was still sitting on the dragon chair, but the number of ministers below was reduced by half compared to yesterday.

Some of them joined the expeditionary force and went to obliterate Tianji Pavilion, while the other part had just been beheaded by the prince's men.

"Your Highness, although killing these guys this time will return all the rights of Tianwen Kingdom to His Highness's hands, at the same time, he represents that the strength of our Tianwen Kingdom will decline greatly, and may fall directly to

The second to last one on the list!”

A minister stood up and said.

"Although the strength of our Tianwen Kingdom can make up for all the lost strength in just a few hundred years, during this period, I am afraid that we will become fat in the eyes of all countries!"

Another minister stood up and said.

The prince, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was holding his head with one hand and placed the other hand on the armrest, and kept tapping the armrest of the dragon chair with his fingers.

"I understand what you are saying, but do you have any other ideas?"

The prince said with a sad look on his face.

Although these ministers who remain now are almost all members of the royalist faction.

But even among the royalists, there are still some people who are opposed to it. After all, doing this would be a huge blow to Tianwen Kingdom, and it would lose nearly half of its combat power in one fell swoop.

"Father is about to die soon, and the news that the Three Musketeers of Liuyun are dead cannot be kept secret for too long. Later, these aristocratic families will find that the only force that can restrain them no longer exists. Do you think they can still surrender to me!

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Facing the prince's questioning, the ministers finally had no choice but to sigh and said nothing.

The prince is right. Ever since the old emperor failed to break through and his cultivation was exhausted twenty years ago, the entire Tianwen Kingdom has been suppressed by the Three Musketeers of Liuyun.

If the threat of the Three Musketeers of Flowing Clouds had not existed, someone would have rebelled long ago.

But now, the Three Musketeers of Liuyun are dead, and no one can suppress these guys.

If they really did the opposite and united to deal with the prince, the prince would have no way out.

"I understand how you all feel. You all want to do good for the country, but if these evils are not eradicated early, they will definitely come back in the future!"

Beside the prince, an old man with an immortal spirit spoke slowly.

Everyone looked at the old man and had to hold back what they originally wanted to say.

This old man is the prince's master, the prince's tutor appointed by the old emperor. Before becoming the prince's tutor, he was the most powerful sect in the Tianwen Kingdom, the Supreme Elder of the White Sword Sect, a ninth-level expert in the Saint Realm, with great reputation and prestige.

They are all huge.

And among the royalists, about one-third are from the White Sword Sect.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the prince planned to withdraw from the court.

But before he could speak, the next second, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall.

Everyone looked a little surprised and panicked at this sudden figure.

Even the prince's master was stunned for a moment.

He is a powerful man of the ninth level of the Saint Realm, but he doesn't even know that someone has entered the hall. This shows that this person must have very strong means.

Everyone present looked a little nervous, except for one person, the prince.

It's not that the prince is not afraid, but he understands that if the guy in front of him wanted to kill him, he would have been able to kill him long ago with his sudden appearance.