Armipotent

Chapter 1613  Just Another Fool 2

The moment Tang Shaoyang heard the name, he sent a telepathic message to Origin, asking what was the relation between Kang Jiayi and Zheng Geming. There must be some sort of relationship that his father-in-law pushed the issue this far.

He soon found the reason why. Zheng Geming was Kang Jiayi's friend. In fact, Origin gave him so detailed information. More than friends, both were comrades when they were in the military. Both were Generals, and Kang Jiayi found his friend a few months later. Zheng Geming was one of many survivors who survived on their own and joined the Tang Empire later on.

He also found out that Zheng Geming tried getting into Tarrior, offering himself to immediately get promoted with his background. Of course, he was rejected and was told by Zhang Mengyao that everyone had to start from the bottom rung regardless of their background even before the Game.

That was the reason why Zheng Geming started to gather people and in one month, he managed to persuade more than five hundred people to join his cause. That was the start of the independent faction in the Tang Empire. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Tang Shaoyang motioned to Kang Xue not to yell at her father. He did not want a rift between the daughter and father.

"It will be just another pointless meeting. If you could not convince me, then do you think he could? Even if they beg me, I will not give anyone a territory! Not to an outsider!"

"But you give out your territories to the other worlders!? Why can't you give them to your fellow countrymen!? To your actual people!?" Kang Jiayi raised his voice.

"Other worlders?" Tang Shaoyang was confused, but then he understood what Kang Jiayi meant.

The moment he realized what his father-in-law said, his patience turned into frustration. He was so close to getting angry. His father-in-law should know the reason why he let the elves, lycanthrope, the beastmen from the Gigante Forest, and more. They were his vassals, part of the Tang Empire. Not only were they his vassals, but he never gave them the territory. Kang Jiayi should know everything, but it was as if his father-in-law pretended not to know anything.

"But you should know that I never give them my territory. You should also know they are my vassals…" Tang Shaoyang shook his head, "Let me ask you, what have they done for me, for the empire to deserve a territory?"

"The elves took a big part when we went to war with all the factions! The dwarves helped us to rebuild our city, our home! What have they done for the empire to deserve a territory?"

Of course, Kang Jiayi could not give him the answer.

"This is ridiculous to have this kind of conversation in the first place. What's wrong with you, Kang Jiayi!?" Tang Shaoyang could no longer hold it back. This was not the Kang Jiayi he knew.

He had to face the dangers of facing the two alliances during his trial. When he returned, he faced such a ridiculous situation. This did not make sense, at all.

[Zheng Geming is entering the elevator, Your Majesty… This is weird, no one stopped him.] Origin sounded confused because no one stopped this old man, [A clerk is guiding him to the throne room…]

[I think he has a hypnosis-related skill, Your Majesty.]

Tang Shaoyang raised his right eyebrow, and then he looked at Kang Jiayi. There was a chance that Kang Jiayi was under Zheng Geming's control as well.

"Let him come to me!" He ordered Origin not to send anyone to stop Zheng Geming. The skill might work on many, but it would not work on him.

"Can you check on your father? Maybe he is under hypnosis." He asked Kang Xue.

Kang Xue used her Light Elemental Power. Her hands shone and the light soon wrapped Kang Jiayi. The light sipped into Kang Jiayi, and then Kang Jiayi wobbled, but his son caught him before he fell to the ground. That confirmed why Kang Jiayi did such a weird thing. He was relieved it was not the real Kang Jiayi.

Then the door opened and a white-haired old man entered the throne room. His eyes locked on the man who sat at the end of the throne room, his eyes shone brightly. He looked at the back of the throne, the majestic emblem of the Tang Empire. The old man could not hold his grin anymore, imagining himself on that throne.

'That throne will be mine soon! That fool Emperor just needs to get in my range, and I will take over this Empire!'

Tang Shaoyang could read everything from the old man's expression. He shook his head and glanced at Zhang Mengyao, "Do I have to do another mass execution so these people understand? It seems like I haven't done it enough."

In the end, everything was caused by one person who thought his power was invincible. They obtained a little bit of power and thought they could rule the world. It was the same as the previous rebellion.

Tang Shaoyang stood up and released his aura. He had been holding back since he returned.

Zhang Mengyao and Kang Xue took three steps back before falling to their knees. Their eyes widened in shock for a moment, staring at Tang Shaoyang's back.

Kang Zian also lost his strength on his feet and fell to the floor together with his father.

Zheng Geming, who thought had won the game, also fell on his butt. He did not know what it was, but he knew it came from the man who just stood up from the throne. He felt a massive pressure on his shoulders and back, and it was getting stronger as the man came closer to him.

Zheng Geming tried to hold up with his hands, but the pressure was just too strong. He could not maintain his position and fell to the floor, with his face kissing the floor.

'NO! I can do this! I just need him to get in my range! I will win once he is in my range!' The old man gritted his teeth while kissing the floor.

Then he sensed the man was in the range of his skill. He activated the skill while grinning ear to ear. He was about to get up and celebrated for winning an empire himself. But soon he realized the pressure kept mounting on his back. It got stronger and stronger until the man was standing next to him.

Zheng Geming used the skill once more, but it was futile. His skill did not work on this man. The skill that never failed once before did not work at the most crucial time.