Chapter: 6647

Yuan Chengze beside him was also shocked beyond measure. He had not expected that Shihao had already lost his right hand, but the Lord still wanted to sever his left hand once more. If this order could not be revoked in any way, then he would be reduced to having no hands at all. This kind of experience may be unique to him, Wu Shihao.

Wu Tianlin sighed and said: "Shihao, this is the Lord's order, and I have no choice but to follow it."

Wu Shihao cried out in despair: "Grandfather, please plead with the Lord on my behalf, if not, my grandson would be left with no hands at all and return to the Right Guard Headquarters, which would lead to ridicule and humiliation. At that time, there would be no way to command the headquarters above or below."

Wu Tianlin paused, then said: "Shihao, regarding the personnel arrangements for the Right Guard Headquarters, the Lord has other orders. After your left hand is severed, I will immediately transmit an order to the Right Guard Headquarters, and your nephew Wu Shihao will succeed you. The Lord will also grant mercy and spare your life, allowing you to return home and reunite with your family."

As Wu Tianlin spoke, he added: "Shihao, this is already the best outcome for you. Don't forget about your older brother's fate, which is much more pitiful than yours."

Wu Shihao had by then completely lost all hope.

His eyes were vacant, his expression wooden, and he remained silent for at least half a minute.

Half a minute later, he looked down, wiping away tears from the corner of his eye with his left hand. He then gazed at his own left hand and muttered to himself: "The Lord may spare my life, but from now on, I will be nothing but a complete invalid, unable to eat or dress myself, or even wipe away my own tears. What's the point of living like this? It's better to die..."

Wu Tianlin cautioned: "Shihao, as people say, it's better to live than to die. This is an eternal truth, so don't feel that way or think about dying. Moreover, I must remind you that even if you die, your left hand will still be a threat, and its existence is the greatest hidden danger for our family's stability."

Wu Shihao listened and realized that complaining or pleading would have no effect. His left hand was doomed to be severed, regardless of who came to rescue him.

Even if some divine being were to give him another rejuvenation elixir, it would still not be enough to save his hands. Wu Feiyun knew the truth, and she would eventually cut off both his hands again.

Wu Shihao's eyes flickered as he suddenly shuddered.

He thought to himself: "What if that scoundrel comes again and forces me to swallow another rejuvenation elixir? How would I deal with it?"

At this moment, Wu Tianlin had lost his patience and opened his mouth to Yuan Chengze, saying: "Yuan, according to the emperor's decree, you must immediately sever the Duke of Qi's left hand. I'll be witness to the whole process right here!"

Yuan Chengze was at a loss for words, looking at Wu Shihao with an unconscious expression: "Duke... subordinate... subordinate..."

Wu Shihao knew he couldn't escape his fate and sighed, saying: "Since the emperor has decreed it, then go ahead and cut it off!"

Yuan Chengze was momentarily flustered, mumbling: "Duke... subordinate... I don't have a suitable sword... Moreover... Moreover, I'm not as capable as the three senior elders in terms of transforming energy into a sword..."

Wu Shihao got up and walked to the cabinet, opening it to take out Song Ruizhu's ceremonial sword. He then handed it over to Yuan Chengze, gritting his teeth: "Use this sword, it is the sacred instrument given by the emperor to Song Shizhen, capable of cutting through iron like mud. Hurry up and cut off the hand!"

Yuan Chengze was genuinely helpless; he didn't know whether Wu Shihao would bear a grudge against him later. Even if he knew that Yuan was just following orders and didn't harbor any ill will towards him, normal people would still find it difficult to accept someone who had severed their own left hand.

But for now, he had no choice but to take the long sword and open his mouth: "Duke, shall I tie up your arm and stop the bleeding beforehand?"

"Fine." Wu Shihao took out a waistcloth with one hand and handed it over, saying: "Tie it tightly!"

Yuan Chengze put down his long sword and phone, used a waistcloth to tightly bind Wu Shihao's wrist, and then picked up the long sword, saying to Wu Shihao: "Duke, I have offended you..."

Wu Shihao nodded, placed his hand on the desk, and then turned his face away, tears flowing uncontrollably.

When he had personally beheaded his own brother, he still thought that this was his chance at last; in the future, he would surely ascend to the clouds and ride the wind.

But he didn't expect that just a few months later, he would have to pay the price with both hands, rolling off this seat. JrNovels.com