"Investigate for me! Investigate thoroughly! I want this man and his entire clan implicated and executed by slow slicing!!" Ji Lin's furious roar echoed endlessly in the palace.
None of the civil or military officials below uttered a word. Hands gripping their crescent moon plaques, they stood in a silent line, staring at the spotless floor beneath their feet.
"Are you all deaf? Hm? Are you all deaf? My own mother! And my imperial elder sister!! With such noble status! Their corpses thrown into the wilds like street dogs!"
"Hahaha! Is this still the empire of our Ji Family? Is this still the grand realm of Da Liang!" The thick memorials of state were hurled down from atop the tall Dragon Throne by Ji Lin, scattering below.
When the disordered memorials landed atop the heads of the officials, finally, someone spoke up.
