Xiatian!
Sister Ming was taken aback when she heard this name. Although she had been away from the capital for many years, if a famous person appeared in the capital, she should have more or less heard of him. But now, she had not heard of this name at all.
She didn't even know who this person was.
"Who is that?" Sister Ming asked.
"A person that even the King has to be careful with." The Prime Minister then told her all the deeds of Xiatian.
Xiatian had caused a lot of trouble in the Imperial Capital recently. These things were all extraordinary.
When Sister Ming heard about Xiatian.
Her face was filled with astonishment as well.
"No wonder those guards suddenly left when we attacked the Crown Prince's Mansion and the Master of Tantric Buddhism. It turned out that they were all attracted by him. When I escaped from the Crown Prince's Mansion, it was because of the meteorite in the sky that attracted everyone's attention. That's why I had the chance to escape," Sister Ming said.
What a coincidence.
She felt that Xiatian had unknowingly helped her twice.
At this time, after hearing the Prime Minister's words, she fell silent.
Xiatian was indeed very strong.
A person who could make the King bow his head like this was a very extraordinary existence.
"Can he help me?" Sister Ming looked at the Prime Minister and Asked.
"Let's try. He abhors evil and is very loyal. If he sees something unfair, he might agree to help. Anyway, the Master of Tantric Buddhism is seriously injured. Your husband and your people should be safe for the time being. I'll find an opportunity in the next few days to invite Xiatian to my place for dinner. You can talk to him then," the Prime Minister said.
The Prime Minister was very good at reading people. Although he didn't say much in the palace before, he could see Xiatian's character from a few words of Xiatian.
This was his ability.
The Prime Minister of the Flame Empire.
How could he be an ordinary person?
Although he didn't practice combat skills, his intelligence and other abilities were not just for show.
Moreover, he was very self-aware. His existence had already been taboo by the King.
This was because he was too terrifying. Although he didn't kill anyone, any of his schemes could change the fate of a country. If he was even stronger, the king would be worried that the Flame Empire would change its master in the future.
Although the Temple was next to the Imperial Palace.
But the Prime Minister obviously had many ways to hide it from the Holy Temple.
"Alright!" Sister Ming nodded. "I'll be here with you for the next few days. Don't let anyone find me. Otherwise, I'm afraid something will happen to you."
"Okay, I'll make the necessary arrangements." The Prime Minister then walked out of the room.
Last night was like a dream to him. It was so unreal, but he was sure that it was not a dream. He had fulfilled his wish from thirty thousand years ago.
For him in the past.
Although he was the Prime Minister of a country and held the power of life and death in his hands, he also understood that there were some things in his heart that could never be erased. But now, this pain had completely disappeared.
"Power!" The Prime Minister looked at his hand.
For the first time, he felt that power was so wonderful.
Although he used to feel that he could do a lot of things with great power, those things were insignificant to him. He was not greedy for money, was not lustful, did not gamble, and did not indulge in wine and women.
In the past, he could be said to be invulnerable.
But now it was different.
His weakness had appeared.
The moment Sister Ming appeared, he had already decided that he would keep this woman by his side.
In other words, he didn't intend to let Sister Ming's people live, nor did he intend to let Sister Ming's husband live.
He was jealous!
He didn't want Sister Ming to go with someone else.
"So, those who stand in my way must die." The Prime Minister clenched his hands.
Behind the palace.
"There are so many children here." Xiatian looked around.
"These are the descendants of each prince. They were sent here for collective training. Their paths are the same, but the results are different. Some have good talent and are willing to endure hardships. In the end, they will have the opportunity to enter the Holy Palace. However, some have poor talent and do not have any ability. They will go out and become a young prince or go to a small city to become a small city lord. However, the people who become a small city lord are not allowed to announce their family name," the King said.
When he heard this, Xiatian already understood what the King meant.
A small city lord had almost no status in the Flame Empire.
The King wanted them to rely on their own abilities to climb the mountain and not use the royal family's reputation to commit crimes and obstruct the people above.
After all, if the big city lord above knew that there was such a small city lord below, the big city lord definitely wouldn't dare to offend such a small city lord. That would affect the overall development of the Flame Empire.
After all, there were too many princes in the Flame Empire.
"Oh, that sounds reasonable." Xiatian nodded.
"Actually, a big country is like this. We have to consider the overall development of the country. I am the King, and I have an order, which is for the development of the entire Flame Empire. However, the City Lords under me are different. What they have to do is to carry out my orders completely. Moreover, my orders can't be taken care of in every aspect. This will depend on the ability of the City Lords under me. Some City Lords can do things very well, while some City Lords will trap the people under them." The King also understood that he couldn't split himself up.
So after his orders were passed down, it was up to the people below to do it. Whether those people did well or not, it was their problem.
Of course.
If they didn't have the ability, the King would replace them early.
That way, it wouldn't delay the future development.
"Yes, so I will never be a good King because my heart is too soft." Xiatian knew what a King needed the most.
That was to kill!
Kill!
This word sounded simple, but if you really asked you to kill someone who had been with you for tens of thousands of years, would you be able to do it?
Of course not.
But the King of a country could.
They held the true power of life and death in their hands.
Anyone who hindered the development of the country, he wouldn't let them go.
He wouldn't delay the development of the entire country because of one person.
"Yes, you can't be a good King, but if you are a friend, you are not bad." The King said.
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