"Your Majesty, this is an urgent memorial just delivered from the Ju Sha Army. The petitioner is Wang Xuan, the newly appointed commander of the Ju Sha Army."
In the dead of night.
Inside the imperial study of the Great Yue imperial city.
Emperor Dingyuan gently set down a memorial in his hand, his brows drawn tight.
After nearly tearing apart all pretenses with the Buddhist Sect, forces across the land inclined toward Buddhism had all become unstable.
Only the Nine Great Army Departments and Moon Veil had managed to forcibly suppress everything.
On the surface, the Buddhist Sect showed no resistance against the military.
Yet yesterday, two army marshals had been ambushed and injured. Even without any evidence—
In Great Yue, who else could injure two military grandmasters at once? Other than the Buddhist Sect, who could it be?
Over at Moon Veil, the spies previously planted within Great Lingfeng Temple had also been rooted out in one sweep and completely exterminated.
Xisa was ruthless, and his methods were indeed formidable.
"Great Lingfeng Temple." Emperor Dingyuan let out a breath. There were simply too few cards in his hand.
The military, the imperial palace, Moon Veil—there were only these three places that could truly wrestle arms with the Buddhist Sect.
Because only those three possessed grandmaster-level experts.
But... only the imperial palace and Moon Veil belonged wholly to him. The military was only half his, temporarily submitting under pressure from the Buddhist Sect.
Thinking of this, Emperor Dingyuan picked up the memorial Wang Xuan had sent and gathered his thoughts.
He was somewhat curious as well. Wang Xuan had only assumed office a few days ago, yet he had already hurriedly sent an urgent memorial.
He wanted to see just what the man had written.
Unfolding the white memorial,