When Xiahou Yan heard this, he stopped kneeling.

Not only did he stop kneeling, but his expression also changed... became cold and fierce.

"Apart from not kneeling, do I have any other scoundrels?" Xiahou Yan asked.

"No." Ziqi replied, "By the way... your subordinates who are lying around are not."

The second half of Ziqi's sentence was intended to tell the other party that my sentence "Come alone without any guards or weapons" just now was just to cooperate with your performance and be polite to you.

"Just because I didn't kneel down, you saw through me?" Xiahou Yan said again.

Ziqi smiled: "Human body language is much more honest than what he says."

Xiahou Yan also nodded: "You said 'it' just now,' I understand, but what does the word 'ye' mean? Could it be...even if I really surrender, do you not plan to accept it?"

"You... are asking some useless questions." Ziqi said, shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands. "Whether you really surrender or fake surrender, how to deal with you... is not up to me." He paused and said again, "Actually, everything was destined before I came here."

"Oh?" Xiahou Yan thought he could hear something from his words and sneered, "Ha... So, in the cross, your Zilin is not the number one person?"

"Yeah, no." Ziqi replied, "But, my brother has already decided on your matter..."

When the word "brother" was spoken from Ziqi, Xiahou Yan's expression changed. He immediately realized the true meaning of Ziqi's previous sentence, but he did not interrupt the other party.

Ziqi continued: "From the beginning, there was no negotiation, and the 'dividing of the world' has always existed only in the fantasies of you.

"The reality is...you, and all the leaders of the rebels who came to attend the 'conference' tomorrow morning, will die...

"In the new era, there is no place for you.

"However, your names will be found in the history books of the Sixth Empire.
Chapter completed!