Just then, a deafening clap of thunder echoed from the once-azure sky.
The very ground seemed to tremble in response.
The reverberating "BOOM—" made even the Emperor shudder.
Forgetting all about scolding Mr. Wu, he hurried to the window, his expression grim as he looked up at the sky.
Outside, many little palace maids and imperial guards were already craning their necks, pointing at the thick, dark clouds rapidly rolling in from the horizon.
As the dark clouds drew nearer, the thunder intensified, filling everyone's hearts with dread.
Mr. Wu asked, stunned, "Is a natural disaster coming?!"
The Emperor shot him a grim look over his shoulder. "You'd better pray for your son's sake," he said, his tone heavy.
'Judging by where the dark clouds are gathering, it must be right over the government office.'
The Emperor's guess was spot on.
Inside the government office, Wu Ke heard the thunder and clutched Mrs. Wu's sleeve, trembling uncontrollably.
