"Military Department?" Yang Ming frowned and asked, "Or the Divine Sect?"
The Old Emperor glanced at Yang Ming and smiled, "Why don't you suspect it's me?"
"Because Your Majesty has no need to do such a thing," Yang Ming said, "With military power in Your Majesty's hands, you have a hundred ways to deal with the Elder Court, it's just a matter of how pretty the intensity and methods are."
"Hmm," the Old Emperor shrugged slightly, "You underestimate the Elder Court. Faced with their coercion, I can only compromise. It is you, my friend, with your tactics, who caught them by surprise. Public opinion is like a knife, it cuts both ways. This is the teaching of the Sherman family and this time, I actually broke the rule."
Yang Ming slowly nodded.
The Old Emperor smiled, "The feeling of being admired by tens of thousands is quite nice."
A sense of wariness inexplicably arose in Yang Ming's heart.
This Old Emperor's mind seemed extremely clear, not an easy one to manipulate.
