A quarter of an hour passed.
An incense stick burned to ash.
Two hours went by.
Outside the Imperial Clan Court, the sound of the night watchman's rounds could even be heard.
And yet, there was still no sign of Zhao Ci being ejected.
Then, another two hours passed.
It was now the second watch of the night.
Everyone: "..."
Some rejoiced, their hearts burning like fire, while others despaired, feeling as if they'd been plunged into an icy abyss.
Zhao Huan was also stunned, never having imagined such an outcome.
Seeing a commotion was about to break out, he quickly sent a Transmission to the Grand Minister of Rites, Zhao Li.
Zhao Li was staring at the tenth floor of the War God Tower, his face filled with fervent excitement. Upon receiving the Transmission, his expression turned grave. He immediately cleared his throat and announced loudly, "The War God Tower is malfunctioning! All unauthorized personnel, evacuate immediately!"
"What?"
