141 Chapter 141

Li Ce was dressed in a flamboyant outfit. His eyes were calm, not even looking at these people in the eye. He looked up towards the bronze platform, raised his leg, and took a steady step forward.

Zhao Chun'er's aides could not bear to see their efforts go up in smoke. They dashed forward to stop him. However, before they had even spoken, before the crowd had time to see Li Ce's actions, the man's throat was slit apart during his brief exchange with Li Ce. The man's eyes widened and he collapsed on the floor. A loud thud was heard and dust scattered in the air.

Li Ce took out a pure white handkerchief, wiped the bloodstains off his wrist, and threw it on the ground. The blood-stained white handkerchief flew in the wind, somersaulting in mid-air.

No one dared to speak, look up, whisper, or even breathe.