Chapter 1139 - 1081. Death Of Cao Cao
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He looked at Lie Fan, and in that gaze, there was no plea for mercy, no sudden surge of panic, and no lingering resentment. There was only the profound, silent understanding of the game they had played, and the absolute acceptance of its rules.
Lie Fan reached his hand out to the side. A waiting eunuch immediately placed a small, dark wooden plaque into his palm.
Lie Fan did not raise it high. He did not make a grand, theatrical speech about justice or heaven’s mandate. The time for words had ended in the pavilion yesterday.
He simply looked Cao Cao in the eye, and with a heavy, final motion, he threw the wooden plaque to the stone floor.
CLACK.
The sound of the wood hitting the stone was like a thunderclap in the silent, tense courtyard.
Instantly, the executioners standing beside each member of the Cao Clan moved. These were the Oriole Agents, dressed in plain servant tunics.
They stepped forward in unison, each holding a small, exquisite porcelain teacup on a lacquered tray. The tea within was a dark, fragrant brew, laced with a hyper lethal, incredibly fast acting botanical toxin synthesized by the most brilliant, ruthless apothecaries in the Hengyuan underground.