The whole family is insanely eavesdropping on my thoughts Chapter 424
Chapter 424: Torn Apart
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“Over six hundred lives in my village perished! Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?!”
“Three hundred twenty-one people from our village died! Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?!”
“Over a thousand from my village are gone! Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?!”
Nan Feng Yu was cunning. All their atrocities were committed in remote villages scattered around the Southern Kingdom.
If not for the Goddess’s ascension, Nan Feng Yu would never have incited them to come to the Southern Capital.
Bringing them together meant risk.
The crowd erupted with questions, voices surging like waves.
They had come from all corners of the land, only to realize they had been deceived in such a grand scheme!
“Nan Feng Yu, what do you take us for?!”
“Nan Feng Yu, you are truly heartless!!”
“My child… she didn’t die in the jaws of a beast. She died in your treacherous schemes, in your ruthless hands!”
“And yet you expect us to still worship you? What do you see us as?! Livestock?!”
“Give me back my daughter’s life! Give me back my husband’s life!!”
The wails of the women, sorrowful and bloodcurdling, were like a signal.
The crowd instantly boiled over, demanding justice.
They began pushing against the guards, and the scene teetered on the brink of chaos.
A minister from Nan Feng Yu’s faction spoke, “Your Highness, the capital is overflowing with commoners today. If this continues, it may lead to an uncontrollable riot.”
“Your Highness… perhaps…” The minister wiped the cold sweat from his brow. The number of civilians in the city had already exceeded the capacity of the guards.
Once, they had been the most devout followers of the Goddess.
Now, they were the greatest threat.
Their wrath had clouded their reason.
Nan Feng Yu’s arrogance remained undiminished. “Perhaps what? Should I admit fault? Should I kneel before these peasants?!” She scoffed, a sneer tugging at her lips.
The minister wiped his sweat again. “If Your Highness does so, it would surely quell the people’s fury.” Right now, stabilizing the people was the priority.
The commoners had been crushed under the nobles’ feet for centuries. They never dared to raise their voices against royalty.
If the royal family showed humility, their rage would subside.
But the Southern Kingdom’s imperial family wielded supreme power, treating commoners like insects.
How could the exalted royals lower their heads to the ants they despised?
Moreover, Nan Feng Yu possessed divine power.
Killing these people was as easy as slaughtering chickens.
“You want me to kneel before these mud-legged peasants? They aren’t even worthy!” Her weapon shimmered, ready to sweep aside the masses with a single stroke.
Her pride did not allow her to bow.
The court officials gritted their teeth, their expressions grim.
The commoners were wounded by her arrogance, their eyes reddened with fury.
“We are human! We are human too!”
“I’ll fight you privileged tyrants to the death!”
“I have nothing left to lose!”
“Heaven is unjust! How can someone like you hold power?! The Southern Kingdom is doomed! Doomed! Hahaha…”
The people, now nearly mad with rage, formed wave after wave, crashing against the soldiers’ defenses.
These elderly farmers, these simple villagers, their faces were lined with despair and suffering.
One by one, they surged forward, cut down by the spears of the guards.
Yet more followed.
The soldiers’ weapons were meant for foreign enemies, not their own people. The sight of blood dripping from their spears burned their hands, scorched their hearts.
They began hesitating, stepping back.
“No one is to retreat!”
“Kill them all! They have rebelled!” Nan Feng Yu roared, divine energy gathering around her, murder in her eyes.
The battlefield descended into utter chaos.
Nan Feng Yu’s refusal to yield only stoked the fury of the commoners.
“Kill! Avenge our loved ones!” They cared nothing for life or death, only justice.
One villager fell, another took their place.
They no longer feared death, their dignity had been trampled beyond measure.
They only wished to prove—they were human!
Living, breathing humans!
The encirclement tightened. Nan Feng Yu could barely move.
“Step back! Or don’t blame me for what happens next!” She raised her sword high, divine power crackling around it. One sweep could take down dozens.
As the mob’s despair reached its peak, Nan Feng Yu made up her mind.
She slashed down.
A chubby little finger flicked.
Suddenly, the tiny figure’s eyelids twitched.
“Oil, oil, oil, oil…”
“Oil?” Xie Yu Zhou peeked his head over.
Lu Chao Chao grew flustered, flicking the grease off her finger.
Nan Feng Yu’s sword slashed through the air, a cruel smile on her lips. Yet, as the blade descended—
Her smile froze.
Her eyes filled with shock, disbelief.
A single drop of cold liquid splashed onto her forehead. She wiped it away—oily.
In an instant, her divine power receded like a tidal wave, sealed away completely.
“Who?! Who did this?!” Nan Feng Yu whirled in alarm.
But she was already surrounded by the enraged masses. She could no longer see into the distance.
A familiar scent drifted into her nose—chicken?
Panic gripped her as her divine power vanished. That power was her confidence! Without it, what was the pride of royalty worth?
She cast aside her sword and cried, “This was my fault! I will kneel and atone!”
She, of royal blood, would kneel to these peasants!
But it was too late.
Countless commoners lay dead around her.
No one could quell the raging storm of hatred.
“My child deserves justice!”
“A single kneel won’t repay thousands of lives!”
Hands grabbed at her robes, forcing her back.
Nan Mu Bai raised his sword to shield his mother, only to realize—he couldn’t move.
What was happening?!
Then the mob seized him, fists pounding his face.
“Help! Someone, save me!”
“Father! Mother! Save your daughter!” Nan Feng Yu screamed in terror, but the Empress herself was drowning in the people’s fury.
“Give me back my daughter!”
“Give me back my son!”
“Give me back my family!” Someone yanked Nan Feng Yu’s hair, dragging her into the sea of bodies.
“Save—AH!!”
“HELP!!”
Her screams pierced the sky.
The rage of the people knew no mercy.
Rong Che swiftly covered Shi Yun’s eyes.
At some point, the young man had stepped behind Lu Chao Chao, gently shielding her vision.
Xie Yu Zhou glanced between Lu Chao Chao and Shi Yun, then quietly covered his own eyes.
“Self-preservation!”
Nan Feng Yu, devoured by the wrath of the people, was torn apart alive.
Water can float a boat, but it can also overturn it.