Earlier at court.
The oppressive atmosphere in the hall was terrifyingly low.
Xiao Pingfeng heard that Qin family's people were still guarding the entrance to Dali Temple with Qin Jun's corpse.
At this moment, his rage was beyond containment.
Especially now, facing the group of ministers kneeling on the ground, refusing to stand up, he slammed his hand down onto the dragon throne.
"You won't stand, will you? Then remain kneeling!"
There was dead silence.
Ding Dang stepped forward cautiously, "If there is something to report, report it; if not, court is dismissed—!"
"Your subject has a petition!"
"Your subject also has a petition!"
"Your subject has..."
One after another, the voices echoed in the great hall.
Xiao Pingfeng held a cold sneer, "Good, let's hear them."
Listening to those petitions that were inseparable from the Qin family and the Crown Princess Consort, he narrowed his dark eyes, speaking not a word.
