The Eastern Radiance Cult's unyielding stance left everyone dumbfounded. Even rebels would not have been this direct, would they?
Everyone watched from the sidelines. Many factions had already sentenced the Eastern Radiance Cult and the Crown Prince to certain death. Yet, to everyone's surprise, Duke of Zhenguo—whom they had expected to step in and suppress the Eastern Radiance Cult—had not released a single word from his residence.
After the Eastern Radiance Cult's inauguration ceremony for its new leader ended, Mo Huo acted as though he had never attended and had not even been present. He shut his doors to visitors and refused to see anyone.
Many people were baffled, and discussions broke out everywhere.
"What is going on? The Eastern Radiance Cult's leader killed a prince, so why hasn't Duke of Zhenguo sent out an army to suppress them?"
"I can't figure it out either! Isn't Duke of Zhenguo in that position to protect the imperial family?"
"I have a feeling there is some sort of conspiracy!"
Amid the chaos, some people also sensed that this incident was far from ordinary. Duke of Zhenguo's failure to intervene alone said a great deal. Furthermore, after the Seventh Prince's death, even the Emperor had not made an official appearance, which was equally perplexing.
Within the Eastern Radiance Cult, the elders were also deep in thought over this matter.
Inside the leader's room, Chu Han sat beside a chessboard and casually placed a piece. "That whatever-it-is news only came from the imperial palace. Has anyone actually seen the Emperor?"
The man seated opposite him was Elder Fang, who had been promoted from Steward Fang. Hearing the question, he hurriedly nodded. "Unfortunately, our Eastern Radiance Cult members in the imperial palace have all been confined to quarters. We cannot obtain any information."
Chu Han