A Brawl at the Golden Court!

If it had not been for the healing sessions Yun Yang had performed recently, the emperor would not have been able to take this flurry of rage. His recovering health would entail him a long life, despite the frustration and anger he felt as long as he was not involved in brutal battles. After all, His Majesty’s cultivation base was no mean thing.

Before his mood could stay bright for even half a day, the case of Yang Botao possibly being one of the Four Seasons Tower's stooges cropped up. The sudden knowledge trampled the emperor’s emotions and the man was rendered breathless for a moment.

He was a pillar of the military, one of the four main marshals!

"Is the Grand Commandant here yet?" His Majesty sat on his throne with a dark expression clouding his face.