Burn the Trash
"Shall we get rid of him, Madam Su?" The guards saluted in response before asking with their utmost respect.
A couple of seconds later, a sigh resounded. "Leave him be. He's still serving as a good reminder for everyone. And thanks to him, the generation of negativity has been the lowest in the Imperial Capital for the past few years."
"He now has more use than when he was an Imperial Meister." The carriage continued to proceed after that as Su Daiyu's voice resounded. "Also, prevent anyone from giving him food in the future. It'll be good if he dies of starvation in the next couple of days. His Highness, the Third Prince, is visiting our manor next week. This place has to be clean by then."
"Yes, Madam Su!" All the guards bowed in response as the carriage vanished from their view. They then gazed at Su Zixin—Krune—with contempt. "Why the hell are you still alive? Do a favor for us and just die, evil scum!"