Luo Gongli looked unwillingly at Zi Yao, his tone darkly insinuating. "Hmph!"
"Purple Division Head, I hope you will not shield that fellow Lu Xuan."
Yet the moment he said this, the civil and military officials behind him almost simultaneously moved away from him, incredulity written all over their faces.
As if they were saying, "How did this guy dare?"
"He even dared question a woman as unfathomable as Zi Yao!"
Hearing this, Zi Yao gave a soft, "Hm?" Her voice was light, yet it carried an invisible pressure.
The next instant, a muffled bang rang out, and an eerie surge of power suddenly echoed through Holy Court Hall.
Luo Gongli's body seemed to have been struck by an invisible force.
He instantly lost his balance and went sliding across the smooth, gleaming floor.
Like a ball out of control, he rolled all the way until he vanished beyond the hall doors, leaving behind only a miserable trail.
The civil and military officials in court were dumbfounded, secretly thankful that they had not spoken out of turn.
This woman's strength and methods truly were unfathomable. She even dared teach a high minister like Luo Gongli a merciless lesson.
A court minister who was also a Deputy Division Head had been humiliated so thoroughly before the public.
For those who prided themselves on their lofty dignity, they would probably have wanted to die.
Zi Yao stood where she was, her expression calm, as though none of what had just happened had anything to do with her.
She slightly raised her eyes, swept her gaze over the assembled ministers, and then settled on Lin Youya. Her voice was cold and even.
"Division Head Lin, since Your Majesty has decided to hand this case over to me."
"Then the Luo Family servants involved