No one dared to speak at this moment, and no one dared to plead for the king at this moment.
After all, Ye Xunhuan and the king were engaged in a life-or-death battle, and now that Ye Xunhuan could kill the king, anyone who dared to speak a word for the king might be seen as an enemy by Ye Xunhuan.
Moreover, what does the king’s life or death have to do with these people?
At this moment, everyone stared unblinkingly at Ye Xunhuan and the king, each afraid to blink lest they miss the spectacular scene of Ye Xunhuan killing the king.
After all, this is the king, the master defender of Huaxia. To witness the king dying in front of them is something they can brag about in the future, telling others how the king died.
Just as the sharp sword in Ye Xunhuan’s hand was about to cut the king’s throat, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Ye Xunhuan’s ear, causing his hand to freeze!
"Son-in-law, don’t..."
The next moment, Ye Xunhuan immediately turned his head towards the source of the voice.
Immediately, Wang Ma’s figure came into Ye Xunhuan’s sight, and he saw Wang Ma running here in a panicked and nervous manner, with Qiu Ruoxi and Xiahou Yutong following behind her.
Upon seeing Wang Ma, Ye Xunhuan’s brow immediately furrowed.
Why did Wang Ma appear at this moment?
Ye Xunhuan knew about the matters between Wang Ma and the king, and also knew that Wang Zilin was the king’s daughter!
Although Wang Ma and the king had separated at that time, it didn’t mean Wang Ma had forgotten the king.
Wang Ma’s sudden arrival made Ye Xunhuan hesitated to act, but the sharp sword in his hand did not move away from the king’s neck.
And at the moment Wang Ma spoke, the king’s tightly closed eyes began to open, and his gaze slowly fell on Wang Ma.
At this moment, the king’s face was full of bitterness, helplessness, and guilt!
He knew Wang Ma was there, and had seen her before, but the king didn’t go to speak with Wang Ma.
He was afraid that Wang Ma would appear and try to stop things.
After all, this was a matter between men, something men can resolve themselves, women shouldn’t interfere, but now it seems Wang Ma’s involvement was inevitable.
Wang Ma quickly ran to Ye Xunhuan, looking at Ye Xunhuan with a face full of pleading: "Son-in-law, I beg you, don’t kill him, don’t kill him..."
Looking at Wang Ma’s pleading face, Ye Xunhuan’s heart was filled with complex emotions.
Wang Ma was just a servant, but she was kind and motherly, showing great care for him, Ye Xunhuan.
One could say, after spending so much time with Wang Ma, Ye Xunhuan completely regarded Wang Ma as his own family. Now, seeing Wang Ma in such a beseeching state, Ye Xunhuan’s heart was full of reluctance.
He didn’t want to make Wang Ma sad, and he didn’t want to see Wang Ma sad, but how could he spare the king?
If he simply let the king go, how could he face his deceased parents, how could he face his master and brothers?
For a moment, Ye Xunhuan’s heart was filled with unprecedented struggle.
On the side, Olivia also faced a bitter expression, as she had interacted with Wang Ma and knew what kind of person Wang Ma was.
She also knew that Ye Xunhuan and Wang Ma’s relationship was quite good, and now with Wang Ma pleading in front of him, Ye Xunhuan might find it very difficult?
Seeing Ye Xunhuan silent, the king spoke to Wang Ma: "Why are you here?"
"Why did you come here, why did you come here..." Wang Ma asked with a bitter expression, her voice slightly hoarse.
"I didn’t expect things to turn out this way." The king did not tell Wang Ma why he came, and even if he did, she might not understand.
Thus, the king chose to keep it hidden.
"You..."
"Go back!" The king seemed to know what Wang Ma was about to say and interrupted her: "This is between me and him, it has nothing to do with you!"
"How can I bear to watch you die in front of me, how can I bear it..." Wang Ma looked at the king full of pain, even a mist slowly appeared in her eyes.
Although time had passed, Wang Ma’s heart still held a place for the king, much like Ye Xunhuan and Su Guyan once did.
Wanting to forget, but unable to, like a thorn that has fully merged with flesh, impossible to remove.
The king was silent; he didn’t know what to say to Wang Ma. He was in a desperate situation, his fate already in Ye Xunhuan’s hands.
No matter what he said to Wang Ma, it would not help!
Seeing the king silent, Wang Ma spoke to Ye Xunhuan: "Son-in-law, I beg you to spare him this once, just this once, I’m begging you..."
As she spoke, Wang Ma was about to kneel to Ye Xunhuan.
Ye Xunhuan did not help Wang Ma up, his sword still at the king’s neck, looking at Wang Ma full of complexity.
And with Wang Ma were Qiu Ruoxi and Xiahou Yutong, who were somewhat at a loss as to what to say.
After all, Qiu Ruoxi and Xiahou Yutong knew the depth of Ye Xunhuan’s hatred for the king, and they also knew the current relationship between Wang Ma and the king.
Moreover, Wang Ma had practically raised Qiu Ruoxi, making her even more unsure how to speak.
"What are you doing?" The king urgently said upon seeing this: "Get up..."
Wang Ma ignored the king, looking at Ye Xunhuan with a face full of pleading: "Son-in-law, I’m begging you, spare him this once, just this once..."
Looking at Wang Ma’s pleading face, Ye Xunhuan sighed gently and said bitterly: "Wang Ma, I really want to grant your request, but I can’t!"
"He killed my parents and caused the death of my master and brothers!" Ye Xunhuan deeply inhaled and said helplessly: "And he’s done everything possible to kill me. If I were to fall into his hands now, he probably wouldn’t spare me either..."
"Son-in-law..."
"Wang Ma, I respect you deeply and have always treated you as family." Ye Xunhuan abruptly interrupted Wang Ma’s words: "But I really can’t!"
"The hatred for one’s parents is irreconcilable!" Ye Xunhuan looked at Wang Ma and spoke word by word: "Now you ask me to spare him, how will I explain to my parents under Jiuquan, to my master and brothers buried here!"
"Wang Ma, it’s not that I don’t want to spare him, I just cannot!"
Upon hearing Ye Xunhuan’s words, Wang Ma suddenly seemed like a wilted eggplant, she looked listless, as if all the strength in her body had been drained away, appearing utterly powerless!