บท 2187: Change in the Sacred Sword Wielding Queen's Skirt!

Bai Qinghuan's heartlessness had exceeded both Weng Baochuan and Jin Qianxun's expectations.

It would be a struggle for even thearch-class experts to make it up the stairs covered by the Silver Bamboo Charcoal.

Even a thearch-class expert would be reduced to a pile of ashes before he reached the main palace.

However, Weng Baochuan and Jin Qianxun thought about it from a different angle.

It was true that one needed to be made of stone in order to express one's might.

The best way to secure control of the Great Lush Federation would be to be merciless at times like this.

Jin Qianxun said to Jin Che in a low voice, "Go and send 50 imperial servants to carry this out. Don't forget that all of them have to come from different aristocratic families."

Jin Che's body trembled as he left to carry out Jin Qianxun's order.

Bai Qinghuan's smile had not left her face at all. In fact, her smile became broader after she made her suggestion.