"Bastard! Courting death!"
The cursing samurai, infuriated with embarrassment, lunged forward to draw his katana, aiming to strike down!
At this moment, the hitherto silent Lord Tutian spoke up.
"Stop! Don't forget our plan!"
The samurai hesitated in his movement, swiftly retracting his katana, his gaze towards the elegant man filling with eeriness.
"Men! Take action!"
At the command, a group of samurai in white lifted something and walked in. Upon closer inspection, it was a large guillotine!
"Hehehe! Drag him up there and chop him down!"
The samurai who just drew his blade pointed at the elegant man, his face contorting into a twisted smile.
The elegant man coldly watched, allowing several samurai to position his head under the guillotine.
"Hus... Husband! What are you doing! Release him! Release him!"
"Zisheng! My son! You bunch of beasts!"
The elegant man's loving gaze fell upon his parents and beloved wife, imprinting their figures firmly in his heart.