"Nonsense!" Old Mu was a rough character, so naturally, his words were crude. "Damn it, stop causing unnecessary panic. Our Great Zhou is thriving, how could we have reached a point where enemies are at the gates? Are you out of your mind? Even if that day comes, it will be our Great Zhou soldiers defending the city, how could it be a civil official? When would Ye Zi'an ever have the chance to open the gates?"
"And Lord Prime Minister, being the head of all civil and military officials, are you so free after having too much to eat that you've got nothing better to do?" Old Mu wasn't one to speak courteously. "Focusing on trivial matters all day? And can't you at least focus on matters with solid evidence? Who told you that Ye Zi'an knelt just for himself? Who told you that?"
"You... how utterly vulgar!"
Lord Prime Minister's face turned purple-red from Old Mu's scolding, cursing the old man in his heart for being impossibly rude.
