The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

On the high platform, Yan Tao shook his head invisibly.

Young Master, what he hates most is trouble.

Yan Tao curled his lips, and his dark and deep eyes reflected the coldness of the forest.

"Want evidence?"

"Okay, I will give you the evidence."

The young man's cold words echoed in the square, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet again.

evidence?

Marshal, there is still evidence?

This time, even Xian Lu, who had been acting calmly just now, changed slightly.

He clenched his fists subconsciously and quickly recalled the past in his mind.

I want to recall whether I left any evidence.

It's just that the time lapse has been too long.

Even though he had done bad things, he had forgotten the details of the incident.

but……

Xian Lu glanced at Yan Tao on the high platform.

When he came to power, Yan Tao was not yet born.

Xian Lu simply didn't believe that Yan Tao could produce evidence that would crush him to death.

As long as there is a slight gap and he refuses to admit it, no one can do anything to him.

Xian Lu thought and sneered: "Okay, I also want to see what evidence the Marshal can produce."

Master Yan waved his hand lazily.

Everyone looked left and right, but saw no evidence.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Look at that!"

Everyone turned their heads.

I saw a person slowly walking in from the entrance of the square.

He was a young man in rich clothes.

He walked very slowly because his body was too weak, his handsome face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were faintly green and black.

His eyes were sunken deeply, but his lips were as red as blood.

The figure was so weak that it seemed as if it would be blown away by a gust of wind at any time and disappear.

He looked like he had been addicted to wine and sex for a long time and had been drained out of his body.

The young man slowly walked up to Yan Tao and bowed to Yan Tao.

"Master Marshal."

The young man's voice was very low. After only saying four words, he coughed twice unbearably.

The eyes of tens of thousands of people in the square were fixed on this frail young man. After a moment, someone recognized him.

"Isn't this the dandy young master of the Xian family?! I saw him teasing a beautiful woman on the street a few days ago."

"...Why did you come here today?"

"Besides, he seems a little different..."

Discussions arose among the crowd, but the fresh pavement below was faintly green.

He stared intently at the frail figure of Xi Shaoqi on the high platform.

A pair of old but sharp eyes sparkled.

A bad premonition came to my mind.

Yan Tao: "Master Xian, won't you come to reminisce with your great nephew?"

At this point, a group of nobles also noticed that something was wrong with the situation.

They all looked at each other.

Marshal, are you even ready with the evidence?

This posture clearly took into account their movements, and everything was prepared for them.

This thought passed by, and everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

Yan Tao...what a precise calculation!

They thought they were smart, but they didn't know that they had fallen into the trap that Yan Tao had already designed.

On the high platform, Xian Shaoqi smiled at Xian Lu.

That smile was extremely cold, as sinister and vicious as a poisonous snake.

Xian Lu and Xian Shaoqi looked at each other for a moment, and a boundless chill rose in their hearts.

He never knew.

The grandnephew whom he had deliberately raised to be useless could actually have such a wise but fierce look in his eyes.

That aura... was completely unlike a person who had been drained by alcohol and sex.