Meanwhile, the moment Xiao Chengxuan received the imperial summons, his heart began to pound.
On the way, he subtly probed for information and finally managed to learn from Eunuch Li that the Holy Emperor's summons seemed to be related to Han Tong's case.
'But I just sent someone to warn Han Tong not long ago. His life is in my hands. How could he possibly have the guts to stir up trouble?'
He tried to ask for more, but he couldn't get anything else out of the eunuch.
Eunuch Li was, after all, one of the Holy Emperor's personal attendants. He knew what could be hinted at and what could not be mentioned in the slightest.
By the time he hurried to the entrance of the Imperial Study Room, a faint sheen of sweat had already appeared on Xiao Chengxuan's forehead.
He took a deep breath.
"Your son greets you, Father Emperor."
Emperor Muwu's expression was cold and stern. His eyes, though aged, were still piercing as they stared coldly at him.
