Serpent Ancestor

”Yuan Ming, let’s discuss this matter after the ceremony,” the young emperor persuaded.

But Yuan Ming just smiled, shook his head at him, and then turned to address the civil and military officials of the court, loudly declaring, ”Gentlemen, regarding the assassination attempt on my envoy mission to the Southern Border, both the captured Noble King and the slain Lin Junsheng were mere puppets under someone’s control. The true mastermind behind this is someone else.”

As soon as these words were spoken, an eerie silence fell upon the majestic hall, and many eyes involuntarily shifted towards the national teacher, only to quickly look away.

The reactions of Lin Junsheng and the Noble King had already given these seasoned officials their answer. What puzzled them was why Yuan Ming would so recklessly tear through this thin veil of decency.