The person inside the carriage did not speak but simply pushed open the door. Because they were unsure if the person inside was armed, Xiang Ziyu and his squad leader did not dare to approach carelessly.
"I am the Prime Minister of Qi Country!" At this moment, an elderly man's voice came from the carriage. He spoke slowly, stepping out of the carriage as he spoke.
There were bloodstains on his body, and fresh blood had dyed his official robe red. His movement exiting the carriage was somewhat sluggish, and his eyes were full of bloodshot threads.
"Where is the King!" Upon seeing the old man emerge from the carriage, the paratrooper squad leader asked with his weapon ready, "Is he inside?"
"Yes, he is certainly inside." The old man smirked bitterly and answered, "He is already dead ..."