"..."
In the end, Wei Hongfang didn't make a move either.
After all, even though Wei Hongfang was furious, he hadn't completely lost his mind.
Just like the other said.
This imperial decree was given by the master himself, written out by Yan Fuhai's own hand—even if I killed this eunuch delivering the decree, what meaning would it have?
The contents of the decree wouldn't change in the slightest.
"This old slave accepts the decree and gives thanks!"
In the end, Wei Hongfang still accepted the decree, except that as he spoke the words, his fist was clenched tightly.
What exactly was going on in his heart,
Probably only Wei Hongfang himself knew.
"Ahem! Since that is so, then this residence—I hope Lord Wei can clear it out as soon as possible!"
The imperial decree already stated that anything once bestowed upon Wei Hongfang would be reclaimed—and that naturally included the house he currently lived in.
"..."
Truly, not a shred of mercy is left, huh.
