"His Majesty promoted him from a commoner to the youngest Junior Tutor to the Crown Prince in the Great Jing Kingdom. That was generous enough. Who would have thought he harbored such treacherous intentions? He was worse than a beast!"
"What's even more hateful is that he urged His Majesty to revoke the privileges of the immortal sects and make everyone from those sects serve five years in the army. What nonsense! He just wanted to drive a wedge between the Great Jing Kingdom and the immortal sects and throw the country into chaos."
"This bastard is truly despicable!"
Eggs and rotten vegetable leaves pelted Chen Wuwei's face in a rapid barrage. It was obvious that the immortal sects were behind it.
Zhai Qianqian stood squeezed among the crowd, her thoughts in turmoil. She knew the claims that Chen Wuwei had colluded with foreign tribes were complete nonsense. His Majesty Zhao Jingkun had deliberately done this to provoke everyone, especially the immortal sects that had suffered such heavy losses, so they could vent their anger. More importantly, Chen Wuwei's identity as the Former Dynasty Imperial Grandson had made him the perfect scapegoat. The people cursing him now were all immortal sect members who hated him to the bone.
"Ha! Look, he pissed himself from fright."
"Not just that. The prison cart is covered in piss and shit. He has no face left to show anyone. With how cowardly he is, he still wanted to restore the dynasty?"
"Doesn't he take a look at himself? Disgusting. A crippled piece of trash, worse than pigs and dogs!"
Everyone roared with laughter at Chen Wuwei in the prison cart, continuously hurling rotten vegetables and stones inside.
Zhai Qianqian gritted her teeth in fury and wanted to rush forward, but someone beside her stopped