“Why not?” Han Mingze said confidently.

“Haha! Look at you now, you’re nothing but a wastrel! Do you really think you can defeat all of us by your lonesome?” Han Minghong sneered.

“Who said I’m alone?” Han Mingze swept a glance around him.

“Oh, that’s right, you have one other person by your side.” Han Minghong looked at the Empress. “Having someone to accompany you unto your death is also worth it. But your other women don’t seem to want to die with you! Dying, surrounded by people, yet utterly alone– that’s you!”