Chapter 92: Regicide, Twenty-Eight Forms
“I may have regained the recognition of the Mu Clan bloodline, but this status as a member of the imperial family may not necessarily protect me. In fact, it could very well bring about my death.”
Seated at the head of the hall within the residence, Li Shun spoke slowly.
By now, Li Qing had already calmed down. After carefully considering those words, he nodded in agreement.
“Brother, your concerns aren't unreasonable.”
“The title of the Qian Emperor's hundredth-generation descendant sounds impressive enough, but at most it can intimidate the Blood Armored Guards guarding the Imperial Mausoleum. Within the court itself, it carries no real influence. Besides, the Qian Emperor treats even his own blood relatives like pigs and dogs, let alone everyone else.”
Li Shun glanced at Li Qing and teased him lightly.
“Furthermore, the bloodline of the Great Qian imperial clan is incredibly tempting to all those rebellious forces stirring in the shadows. If someone could borrow my head for a while, they'd become famous throughout the world overnight. Isn't that right, Little Tuanzi?”
Li Qing's face reddened slightly.
“Brother, what are you saying?”