Originally, it was just for show, but now there's no room for restraint.
Until the metallic taste of blood lingered in his mouth.
Only then did Emperor Xuanming lazily speak, raising his hand.
Grand Tutor Deng knelt on the ground, not daring to say anything, anxiously waiting for Emperor Xuanming to speak.
"Grand Tutor, I believe you are a smart man. I am fully aware of what you are doing. Lord Chu is one of my most trusted advisors; he works for me. Are you dissatisfied with him, or is it with me?" Emperor Xuanming leaned forward, his voice low, carrying a dangerous undertone.
Grand Tutor Deng dared not speak ill of Chu Heng any further, hurriedly shaking his head, "I wouldn't dare. I have no ulterior motives against Your Majesty, nor would I dare contradict Your Majesty."
Emperor Xuanming looked at his pleading expression, somewhat satisfied.
