Two days later, the Emperor suddenly received an urgent, secret letter from Shangjing.
After reading its contents, he was so enraged that he immediately smashed the teacup beside him.
"How outrageous! This is utter rebellion!"
The servants in the room were so frightened their faces turned deathly pale. They all dropped to their knees in unison, their hearts filled with terror.
After a good while, the Emperor calmed down slightly.
He ordered someone to clean up the fragments on the floor and said in a deep voice,
"Go and summon Prince Zhao."
A moment later, Li Ji appeared before the Emperor in his wheelchair.
As soon as Li Ji entered, he sensed that the atmosphere in the room was off.
Everyone in the room had their heads bowed, looking as if they didn't dare to breathe.
The Emperor, meanwhile, was sitting on a low couch, his brows tightly furrowed and his expression grim.
When he saw Prince Zhao arrive, the look on his face softened slightly.
