The pedantic old ministers tirelessly made their points, barely pausing for breath, vehemently denouncing Liang Yue at the border as shameless individuals. They also mentioned the palace being burned and the flooding disasters as warnings from the heavens.
With everyone speaking in turn, not a single word was repeated.
Emperor Ying couldn't find an opportunity, having no way to get rid of Wei Zhao.
He didn't even have a chance to interject.
Several Black Shadows hidden in the corners, with weapons ready, exchanged glances.
Emperor Ying was frustrated and didn't want to listen anymore.
He wanted to lash out.
But these people would only become more excited with anger.
And it was led by those four old ones.
At this critical juncture, with internal and external troubles, they couldn't fight, nor could they kill all of them.
He didn't know how long it took, but Emperor Ying's ears were already calloused.
"Alright, all of you step back, I have matters to discuss with Gui Zhi."
