The headless ape of Yuan Hong's true form grabbed a few plainclothesmen and swiftly flew towards the distant forest.

The people remaining in the room burst into laughter. It was no surprise. We all knew what kind of punishment that was.

There was once a treacherous minister who presented a torture device in the court called the wooden horse. At first glance, it appeared to be an ordinary wooden horse.

However, there was a mechanism inside the horse. The saddle part had been replaced by a long pole, and the wooden horse was placed on a wheeled plank.

The plank was connected to the mechanism. As long as it was pushed forward, the wooden pole would be raised upward, extending more than a meter.

Most of the victims were women who sat on the wooden horse while being pushed through the streets. In no time, their internal organs were crushed by the rising pole.

Such a torture device couldn't be found here, but Yuan Hong had found a solution.

By the time Xuan Guangjing traced Yuan Hong's location, several plainclothesmen were already hanging from the nearby trees.

The branches pierced through them from behind, puncturing their internal organs, and blood flowed down along the branches.

Perhaps Yuan Hong had exerted too much force, as the front ends of the branches emerged from the plainclothesmen's mouths.

Their mouths were wide open, with their intestines scraped by the branches. It was a horrifying sight.

In the past, the bronze trees in the pleasure gardens were adorned with delicious roasted meats of various birds and animals.

Now, if the bronze trees in the pleasure gardens were adorned with pierced human bodies, people would no longer envy the extravagant lifestyle of the pleasure gardens.

Even more spectacular would be if the wine pools were filled not with fine wine, but with barrels of human blood.

I shared these words with everyone, and except for Minister Wen and Kong Xuan, who frowned slightly, everyone else praised in unison:

"The King is wise."

At that moment, I too revealed a happy expression, envisioning such a longing scene:

The forests of northern Myanmar filled with countless people hanging from the trees, some perhaps still alive, only wailing on the branches.

The towering buildings that once housed future generations had all been leveled, turning into a massive pit filled with the blood of thugs.

Finally, a deer platform would be erected, overlooking this picturesque scene from beneath the clouds.

The insurgents in northern Myanmar were highly active, and Yuan Hong hung the bodies of plainclothesmen in the forest as a declaration of war.

Contrary to the expectations of the Yin merchants, although they were afraid, it only incited their ferocity.

Minister Wen said that these were absolute villains who knew they would eventually face retribution.

When retribution arrived, they always attempted to use their ferocity to secure a slim chance of survival.

Even in death, they would not repent. Even in death, they wanted to find a scapegoat for themselves.

All the violence only made them more insane.

Because this thing called human nature no longer existed within their bodies.

Zhao Lao Si strongly agreed and opened his clothes to reveal a long wound on his right side, which had been crudely stitched up.

When he first arrived here, he had his intestines taken by plainclothesmen while still alive.

If it weren't for his good luck, he wouldn't have survived until today.

He knelt down with a thud:

"King, I know some locations where our own people are being held captive."

"I beg you to save us and let us return home safely."

Minister Wen slammed his dual whips of male and female dragons fiercely on the ground:

"I will promise on behalf of the King."

"When the Heavenly Dao sought to control the mortal realm, little did they expect to treat the people of the human emperor in such a way."

"If we can't have this world, then let it be. The people of the human emperor should strive for self-improvement."