"..."
A dead silence descended once more.
Yan Tingfeng stood frozen in place, blinking repeatedly, his thoughts unable to settle for a moment.
Even Ye Wanlan widened her eyes, evidently shocked by what Zhaozong had said.
The position above thousands, Zhaozong had occupied for many years.
What was he thinking exactly? Even Ye Wanlan found it hard to fathom.
The phrase "accompanying a sovereign is like accompanying a tiger" was no exaggeration; if an emperor lets those around him know his thoughts, it's a form of dereliction.
Even the calm and composed Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng were stunned by Zhaozong's casual words, not to mention the others.
Even He Jia, usually devoid of any expression, had three huge question marks over his head.
How did things end up developing like this?
"What's the matter? Why are you all looking at me like this?" Zhaozong remained calm, "Is there any problem with what I said?"
