On the sprawling platform of the nobility, a clearing emerged.
Few wished to provoke this trouble.
"How dare you!"
Jiang Rumo took a direct step forward and stood between Tian Xili and Liu Yingqi.
Even the generally mild-mannered State Minister, seldom seen with an angry face—so much so that some mockingly called him "Dough-Faced Minister"—couldn't help but explode with rage at this moment.
A "granny face" flushed with anger,
"What do you two think you are doing in front of The Imperial Ancestral Temple! Is it not enough to make a spectacle now? Do you also want to disgrace our ancestors?!"
Cao Jie took a step forward, his hand already on his sword. He seemed ready to execute both nobles at one command from the Emperor.
"State Minister!"
Tian Xili was taken aback, as if he had just come to his senses.
Bowing deeply towards the square platform and those Cinnabar Steps, he maintained his deepest bow: "Your Majesty, do you remember the old agreement of the Chang Ming County?"
