Chapter 1680: Chapter 1680: I Can Do as I Please

Is he going to die?

Song Zhiqing’s mind went blank, feeling the air he could breathe was becoming more sparse and increasingly difficult.

Suddenly, he felt a bit unwilling, but more than anything, he felt fear.

He didn’t want to die!

Song Zhiqing suddenly began to struggle, trying to pry apart the large hands gripping his throat.

However, how could someone with limited mobility have that strength?

His strength was diminishing, his face turning purple, just as he was in despair, his neck suddenly loosened.

Song Zhiqing coughed, gasping for air like a fish, desperately inhaling, causing his chest to swell with pain.

His clothes were soaked with sweat, unsure if it was due to fear or heat.

"Third brother, do you think I wouldn’t dare kill you?" Song Zhiyuan slowly pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his hand, then threw it to the ground as if he was removing dirty stuff.

Song Zhiqing glanced over, slightly tilted his head to look at him, suddenly grinned: "You, a Prime Minister with overwhelming power, what wouldn’t you dare? If you want to kill me, isn’t it as simple as crushing an ant? But you don’t kill, why, is it because you still care for brotherhood, or do you find amusement in watching a cripple struggle?"

"It seems you’ve done so much because you think I’ve crippled you?"

"Isn’t it?" Song Zhiqing, portraying a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, his eyes reddened, angrily said: "Dare you say my current state isn’t your doing?"

Song Zhiyuan glanced at his legs and said: "So you’re admitting that the rumors about my mother being a demon were all by your hand?"

Song Zhiqing’s eyes slightly flickered: "I don’t understand what you are talking about."

Haha, the other party didn’t answer directly; does he think he would?

Who wouldn’t be able to play at these ambiguous debates?

"Third brother, do you know why people want to climb up, why officials strive to reach unreachable heights?"

Song Zhiqing frowned.

"Because of power." Song Zhiyuan coldly glanced at him and said: "Power can let people do whatever they want and even instill fear in them. You say you don’t understand what I’m talking about, is it because you think I can’t find evidence to accuse you of harming my real mother?"

"No, you’re wrong. Not to mention whether I want to find this evidence, even if there is none, do you think I need evidence to deal with you? Or do you believe that I, Song Zhiyuan, am magnanimous and wouldn’t wrongfully accuse people? You got it wrong; I’m not as reasonable as you think. As long as I believe it was you, then no evidence is needed. Why? Because I, Song Zhiyuan, have overwhelming power, authority and people behind me. If I want to kill you, it’s just a nod’s decision."

Song Zhiqing’s pupils constricted, his heart felt as if it was squeezed by an invisible hand, stinging sharply.

"Jing Shui is dead, did you know? Before dying, she happily confessed her origin, a hidden piece laid by the cabinet minister from the former dynasty, quite deep, right? She led you to set up this so-called ’Evil Extermination’ arrangement; do you think she wanted to fulfill your imagination or push you to die?"

Song Zhiqing’s expression slightly shocked, what, a piece arranged by the cabinet minister?

Another spy?

Song Zhiqing caught Song Zhiyuan’s gaze, which seemed to be saying, you fool, used as a pawn and still complacent?

"The reasons behind Jing Shui’s actions aren’t important; I don’t care whether this piece is wasted or not. There’s only one thing I care about: you, third brother, you’re involved, you stepped over my line. Evidence then becomes irrelevant."

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