Leng Hao stood on the high city wall, his eyes were like torches, looking into the distance. There is an indescribable depth in his eyes, which is the desire for power and the expectation of the future.

When Liu Qingge and Leng Wushuang were not in Beijing, Leng Hao directly imprisoned Wei Siran. He stood in front of Wei Siran's cell and looked at him coldly, with a cold glint in his eyes.

Wei Siran looked at his brother incredulously and said, "Why? Is that really that important? ”

Leng Hao sneered and said, "Important? Of course it's important! This throne represents supreme power and the glory of our Leng family! I'm willing to pay for it! ”

Wei Siran looked at him, his eyes full of disappointment and pain. He sighed deeply and said, "Hao, you have changed. You are no longer the carefree teenager you are, you have been blinded by power. ”

Leng Hao sneered and did not answer. He turned and left the cell, leaving Wei Siran alone facing the cold wall.

Leng Hao walked out of the cell, he stood on the high city wall, looking into the distance. There was a grim glint in his eyes, and his heart was full of anticipation for the future. He knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and he couldn't let Liu Qingge and Leng Wushuang have any chance. He had to act, and he had to act quickly.

He began to actively expand his power, and wanted Liu Qingge's subordinates to support him. He knew that this was a crucial step in his seizure of the throne. He sent his cronies to secretly contact the generals and officials who had been loyal to Liu Qingge, promising them high-ranking officials and fiefdoms, as long as they could be transferred to his command.

If he didn't take the whole country into his hands as soon as possible, he was afraid of big changes. He can't allow any accidents to happen, and he can't let Liu Qingge and Leng Wushuang have any chance to turn around. He must firmly control every inch of land, every ounce of power.

"Your Highness, don't worry, you are the most suitable heir to the Apocalypse." The overseer beside him exclaimed. Leng Hao smiled slightly, he knew that these eunuchs were all rudder of the wind, and their words could not be fully believed, but their loyalty was what he needed most now.

"You are all old ministers beside my father, and you are loyal to the country, so I can naturally trust it." Leng Hao said lightly, his gaze fell on the distant skyline again.

He had a grand plan in mind, a plan that would make the Apocalypse Kingdom stronger and more prosperous. He believed that as long as he could sit in that highest position, he would be able to achieve all of this. He is willing to pay any price for it, even if it is at the expense of some innocent lives.

Leng Hao turned around and left the city wall, his steps firm, his eyes firm. He knew he was on a thorny path, but he was prepared. Whether it is Liu Qingge or Leng Wushuang, they can't stop him.

Their story, against this backdrop, continues to develop, full of tense and intense plots. Their families, their countries, will be transformed by a seismic shift.

And Leng Hao believes that he will be the leader of this change and the new master of the Apocalypse Kingdom. His heart was full of pride, and he believed that he had the power to change the fate of the country and make it to glory.

Things went unusually smoothly, and Leng Hao himself felt incredible. The cronies he sent out brought back one good news after another. Those generals and officials who had been loyal to Liu Qingge surrendered to him one after another, expressing their loyalty to him. Their eyes were full of admiration and expectation, as if he was the savior in their hearts.

"Why did you apply to me?" Leng Hao asked, his eyes flashing with doubt. He did not understand for what reason these people would change their position so quickly.

"Naturally, His Highness is more suitable to be the master of the Apocalypse!" One replied, his eyes determined and his tone resolute.

"Yes! Your Highness, you are the most suitable master of the Apocalypse. The other chimed in, his eyes flickering with ferze.

Leng Hao looked at them, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper. He knew that these people were not sincere, they just valued his power and the benefits he could bring to them. Their loyalties are so fragile, so false.

But he didn't care, because they were just tools in his hands, and as long as they could be used by him, then their authenticity or falsehood, their loyalty, didn't matter. All he needs is their strength, their support.

Leng Hao smiled slightly and said, "Since you all think so, then let's work together for the future of the Apocalypse and for our glory and wealth." ”

The men looked at him with greed and anticipation in their eyes. They replied in unison: "Yes, Your Highness!" ”

Leng Hao looked at them, and the determination in his heart became even stronger. He knew that he had taken the first steps towards success, that he was getting closer and closer to that highest position.

Everything went smoothly, so smoothly that Leng Hao felt that it was just an illusion, and he went to visit Wei Siran in the dungeon with a smug smile on his face.

"Sister, my dearest sister, look at it, who else supports you in the entire Apocalypse?" Leng Hao said, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

He stood on a high wall, overlooking the city below, the bustling streets, the crowds of people coming and going, as if everything was under his control. Behind him is the palace of the Apocalypse, a temple of power and glory.

Leng Hao's sister, Wei Siran, was once the empress dowager of the Apocalypse Kingdom, ruling this vast land and being admired by all the people. However, now, she has become a pawn in Leng Hao's hands, and she is manipulated by him at will.

"Haha. Brother, congratulations! Wei Siran replied, her eyes flashing with mixed emotions, including sadness, anger, and helplessness. The corners of her mouth curled into a wry smile, as if mocking her own powerlessness.

She looked at Leng Hao, who had once been her dearest brother, but now had become her greatest threat. She knew that she had lost all her power, all her support. She was just a titular princess, a prisoner imprisoned in the palace.

"Brother, do you remember? When I was a child, we played together in the gardens of the palace and you always chased after me, shouting 'sister, wait for me'. At that time, you were so innocent and carefree. Wei Siran said, her eyes flashing with memories.

Leng Hao looked at Wei Siran, and the indifference in his heart was gradually replaced by a soft emotion. He remembers that as children, they were indeed the best playmates, exploring every corner of the palace together and chasing and frolicking in the gardens together. At that time, how happy they were, how carefree.

However, over time, their relationship gradually changed. The temptation of power led them to drift away and eventually become opposites. Their family affection, in the face of power, has become so fragile and so powerless.