บท 716: The Regal Aura of an Emperor

"Your Highness, have you forgotten your identity? Open your eyes and take a good look. You keep saying that you want to kill them. They're just ordinary people. You're the Crown Prince. In the future, you'll inherit the throne. The people you want to kill are all your people."

Daoist Yun Guan was wearing a black Daoist robe. With a gentle wave of his silver horsetail whisk, the imperial guards surrounding him were pushed away. He seemed to be walking on clouds as he briskly arrived in front of Liu Sanniang.

"I'm Daoist Yun Guan, the sect master of Nebula Temple."

Daoist Yun Guan looked at Liu Sanniang indifferently and turned to speak to the commoners.

Now, almost all the infected people in the capital were here. Some of the people who were taken away by the soldiers would come over sooner or later after they heard the resistance.

Some people with symptoms of infection would also come. In order to survive, there was nothing people would not do.