On the day of Ye Xunhuan’s grand wedding, Pope Louis III of the Papacy and the ruler of the Protector of Hua Xia all died in Ye Xunhuan’s kingdom. If this news spreads, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar worldwide.
Both Louis III and the monarch could be said to stand at the pinnacle of the pyramid in contemporary times. Even a slight stomp from them would leave countless people in fear.
Especially Louis III, as the pope of the Papacy, he frequently exposed himself to the public eye, known by many!
If his death is spread out, especially being murdered, it would absolutely create a massive commotion.
But now both lay quietly on this land, their bodies gradually turning cold.
At this moment, Wang Ma quietly held the monarch, tears continuously slipping from her eyes, appearing very pained.
And what about Louis III?
Although people are by his side, none embraced the monarch like Wang Ma, tears streaming down.
Looking at Wang Ma, tears like rain, Qiu Ruoxi wanted to step forward and comfort Wang Ma but didn’t know how to, given that the monarch was killed by Ye Xunhuan right in front of Wang Ma.
This rendered Qiu Ruoxi unsure of how to begin speaking.
Qiu Ruoxi didn’t know how to open up, but Xiahou Yutong slowly walked towards Wang Ma.
"Yu Lan, are you alright?" Xiahou Yutong asked softly.
Wang Ma seemed to not hear Xiahou Yutong’s words, didn’t speak, just quietly embraced the monarch, silently shedding tears.
At this moment, Wang Ma seemed to have fallen into her mental world, unable to hear any external sounds.
Seeing this, Xiahou Yutong sighed helplessly: "Yu Lan, I know you cannot accept all this, but it has happened. You still need to take care of your health above all, and even if the monarch were alive, he wouldn’t want to see you like this..."
Upon knowing the relationship between the monarch and Wang Ma, Xiahou Yutong felt very frustrated.
It should be known that the monarch was a sworn brother to her father Xiahao Yunting, so by seniority, Xiahou Yutong would call the monarch uncle, while Wang Ma was the monarch’s woman, Xiahou Yutong would call Wang Ma aunt!
But now Xiahou Yutong had no time to think about these, since the monarch was killed by Ye Xunhuan, everything had returned to dust and dirt!
No matter what Xiahou Yutong said, Wang Ma remained unmoved, ignoring Xiahou Yutong, just quietly holding the monarch.
Xiahou Yutong sighed again, her face full of helplessness, knowing that no matter what she says now, it would have no effect.
Wang Ma was completely unreceptive at this moment.
Then, Xiahou Yutong said no more, only glanced at Qiu Shuihan nearby.
Qiu Shuihan, upon seeing Xiahou Yutong’s gaze, slowly walked towards her.
"Shuihan, maybe we should forcefully bring Yu Lan back..."
Letting Wang Ma hold the monarch like this is not a solution, since the monarch is dead, and the dead cannot come back to life, no matter how sad Wang Ma is, it’s of no use.
"Let’s bring her back!" Qiu Shuihan said lightly: "Let the monarch be buried!"
"What about you..."
"I know, someone has to do this bad deed." Qiu Shuihan smiled bitterly: "I’ll be the bad person!"
Upon speaking, Qiu Shuihan made a move to pull Wang Ma.
"Don’t touch me!" Wang Ma suddenly yelled lowly.
"Yu Lan, he’s dead, he’s really dead, even if you hold him, he can’t come back to life!" Qiu Shuihan didn’t speak as gently as Xiahou Yutong to Wang Ma: "Moreover, holding him like this won’t achieve anything, can you make his heart start beating again?"
"I know you can’t accept it, but you have to, he’s really gone, he needs to rest in peace, not be left exposed..."
With that, Qiu Shuihan forcefully pulled Wang Ma up from the ground.
"Xunhuan, bury the monarch!" After pulling Wang Ma up, Qiu Shuihan immediately spoke to Ye Xunhuan.
"Let me go, let me go..."
Wang Ma screamed hysterically while struggling continuously, but Qiu Shuihan’s hands were like irons, gripping Wang Ma tightly, no matter how she struggles she couldn’t break free.
"Please, let me go, let me go, let me look at him one more time..."
Seeing she couldn’t break free, Wang Ma began to plead, but even so, Qiu Shuihan didn’t relent, dragging Wang Ma forcefully.
Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan exhaled deeply, looking complexly at the monarch’s corpse on the ground.
For some unknown reason, after killing the monarch, Ye Xunhuan didn’t feel the slightest relief, rather, his heart felt heavier than before.
Perhaps it was because of Wang Ma, or because after killing the monarch, the revenge completed, leaving Ye Xunhuan feeling lost.
Next moment, Ye Xunhuan spoke to Olivia nearby: "Olivia, have Zuo En bury the monarch!"
"You..."
"I’ll go check on Louis III!"
Speaking, Ye Xunhuan lifted his foot towards Louis III’s corpse.
At this moment, Louis III was utterly dead, and even worse than the monarch, at least the monarch was a complete corpse, and Louis III?
His head was blown apart by the boss, not even leaving a whole corpse!
"Marshal..."
"Sorry, regarding your pope’s death, I am very helpless!" Ye Xunhuan spoke to Gabriel, who followed the pope here: "Take him back, I’ll arrange for your departure!"
Gabriel knew this was unrelated to Ye Xunhuan, and from start to end, Ye Xunhuan didn’t show any hostility or killing intent towards the pope, though perhaps he didn’t have the chance.
But no matter what, at least while Louis III was alive, Ye Xunhuan treated him politely.
"Marshal, I hope you truly can ensure our safe departure!"
Saying this, Gabriel’s corner of his eye slowly glanced at the boss.
Gabriel wanted revenge for Louis III, but knew he lacked the ability, incapable of killing the boss.
Seeing Gabriel’s subtle change, Ye Xunhuan immediately said: "Rest assured, I’ll ensure your safe departure back to the Papacy!"
"If you can truly do as you say, I’ll be very grateful!" Gabriel said earnestly.
At this moment, the boss suddenly said: "Don’t worry, I’m not interested in your lives, I won’t make a move against you!"