Then he walked up to the royal desk of the King of Chu and directly took a pile of blank royal edicts.
"I will command five thousand cavalry to take one route and attack the City of Chu." Zhang Han held dozens of blank royal edicts and immediately backed out.
"Leave fifty thousand troops to guard the capital of Chu. The rest of you, lead your own men to seize the City of Chu."
"Whoever seizes the most, will be the foremost merit in this battle." Zhao Feng looked at Tu Sui and Li You and spoke.
"Understood." The two’s eyes flashed, and they withdrew at once.
"Kuai Pu."
"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Aren’t you going to draft the battle report and submit the situation in the Chu capital?" Zhao Feng glanced at Kuai Pu who stood to the side.
"Your Majesty."
"I’m hesitating whether I should report that the King of Chu was killed by Your Majesty." Kuai Pu looked helpless.
He truly did not know how to write this report.
To kill a king.
This doesn’t exactly seem like a good thing.
Even if Your Majesty holds the highest offices, there will always be those who impeach.
"Report exactly as it happened."
"Just say the King of Chu was steadfast and wished for death, so I granted his wish." Zhao Feng said calmly.
"Your Majesty, I fear there may be impeachment in the court." Kuai Pu still looked hesitant.
"The King of Chu is dead, and sooner or later word will reach Xianyang. Besides, I act openly and upright; what’s done is done."
"If anyone dares impeach, let them do as they please." Zhao Feng gave a faint smile, not caring at all.
Now, the strength he possessed was enough to disregard royal authority. Although the King of Qin had shown him much favor, a minor punishment was fine, but if it came to severe punishment—to wipe out his entire clan, to kill his people—Zhao Feng wouldn’t just sit and take it.
From beginning to end, he was never someone blindly loyal to the monarch.
"Understood." Kuai Pu nodded.
But he still did not leave.
"Understood, yet you’re still not gone?"
Zhao Feng glanced at him.
Just then!
Kuai Pu walked up to Zhao Feng, knelt directly.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Feng frowned.
"Your Majesty."
"I too wish to be like Zhang Han and General Tu Sui."
"To become one of Your Majesty’s own."
"To gain Your Majesty’s genuine trust." Kuai Pu, kneeling, was solemn.
"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Feng’s expression grew serious.
"I am willing to be loyal to Your Majesty, begging Your Majesty to accept me."
"Although I am merely a humble Military Judge of the Central Army, I vow to follow Your Majesty to the death." Kuai Pu sincerely declared again.
Looking at Kuai Pu like this.
Zhao Feng smiled faintly: "Did you see something?"
"I did see something, Your Majesty."
"Both General Tu Sui and Zhang Han possess strength beyond measure, shattering rocks with a wave of their hand."
"This is not mere human power."
"I know all this was bestowed by Your Majesty." Kuai Pu admitted directly and without any disguise.
"Do you know what you must give up to join me?" Zhao Feng asked with a deep voice.
"My life." Kuai Pu didn’t hesitate at all.
"Once you join my ranks, there is no turning back."
"I can see through the hearts of men."
"Even the slightest lack of loyalty to me, I can sense."
"Even false loyalty, I can see it." Zhao Feng stared at Kuai Pu.
"My loyalty is true."
"If it’s false, I will accept death." Kuai Pu said immediately.
"Then I accept your allegiance." Zhao Feng spoke gravely.
With that, the act of accepting his loyalty.