No one knows what they discussed in the Imperial Study that day.
But before Lu Boyong left the study, Li Sheng saw the old man kneeling on the ground, tears flowing from his eyes, saying that many in the noble clans were also loyal and good people for the country, "Does Your Majesty truly wish to treat us this way?"
"Why not take decades to change gradually? Slowly but surely."
"To achieve in a few years what should have taken decades or centuries, how many innocents must shed their blood? How many people's futures will be drastically altered because of this? How can Your Majesty bear it?"
The Emperor gently helped the elderly man, who held high prestige among the noble clans, to his feet and softly replied:
"Perhaps there are indeed innocents among the noble clans."
"But for the future of the world, it would be better without the noble clans."
"Do you understand?"
Lu Boyong's face turned pale. He raised his sleeve to wipe the corner of his tear-filled eyes and whispered:
