Jiang Dali wore a prince's robe embroidered with nine purple pythons, with a high crown on his head, sitting solemnly in front of Zhu Yunwen, who was leaning over the desk reviewing documents, with the exaggerated Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber placed openly beside his chair.
He calmly watched Zhu Yunwen's every move, his sharp gaze like arrows sweeping over Zhu Yunwen's body, rudely scrutinizing the Emperor's every action.
If an ordinary person dared to be so presumptuous, there would be no need for Zhu Yunwen to reprimand him; the few shadow eunuchs who always maintained a half-bow posture by his side would have angrily rebuked and reprimanded him long ago.
However, as the Prince of Ming Country, anyone in the Imperial Palace with some sense knew that Jiang Dali's prestige actually surpassed Zhu Yunwen, who was almost sidelined.
