That slap not only left Ren Weizhi completely bewildered but also darkened the expression of Emperor Jianhong, who was seated upon the dragon throne.
"Insolent!"
The oppressive aura radiating from Si Zhongxiao bore down on Bai Ziqing. That pressure alone plunged the entire grand hall into dead silence.
Bai Ziqing's face paled as another mouthful of fresh blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. His body staggered, and his legs couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing this, Emperor Jianhong looked at Si Zhongxiao expressionlessly. With a single glance, Si Zhongxiao immediately bowed, withdrew his oppressive aura, and silently retreated behind the throne like an extremely obedient old hound.
