"Damn it, don't mess around!"
Chu Huaixu's heart sank.
This is also not a good result.
He would even prefer Old Niu to just give him away.
The Ancestor Emperor sensed that Chu Huaixu's spirit was no longer as stable as before.
He immediately instructed Qin Xuexiao to continue with the actions.
"To think, Mu Bingjiu, you chose the second path."
"However, to me, the outcome is the same."
...
...
On the high platform, Qin Xuexiao was furious.
On his young face, which showed hints of authority, appeared a trace of anger.
He looked down to meet Mu Bingjiu's eyes.
After all, even if he's heavily influenced by the Emperor's Divine Thought, at his core, he's still a young man.
Now, in front of everyone, this Court hound remained silent, and as a member of the Royal Family, how could he not feel ashamed?
The Old State Preceptor Ming Xuanji stood by with hands hanging down, those hollow eyes always facing forward.
As if everything happening around had nothing to do with him.
