Heaven Dou City, Imperial Palace!
Within the grand and solemn hall, an elderly man with a face like an ancient moon sat upon a gilded throne. He wore a crimson-and-gold robe and a crown studded with radiant golden diamonds.
This old man was the most esteemed person in the Heaven Dou Empire, at least openly.
Xue Ye!
When Xue Ye saw Ning Fengzhi entering the hall alongside Qian Renxue, with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo following behind Ning Fengzhi, his expression changed slightly.
He knew Ning Fengzhi had come to hold him accountable.
As for the reason, he knew that perfectly well.
Meng Shenji's message had described it in great detail.
At that moment, the grief Xue Ye had felt over his fourth son, Xue Beng, being crushed to death by a meteor suddenly no longer seemed so painful.
That unfilial wretch deserved to die.
If his actions caused the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Royal Family to become estranged, then even dying a hundred times would not be enough to atone for his sins.
"Your son greets Father Emperor."
"Fengzhi greets Your Majesty!"
Xue Qinghe, disguised by Qian Renxue, wore a respectful expression, and Ning Fengzhi showed not the slightest hint of disrespect.
However, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo behind Ning Fengzhi were not so accommodating.
One stood with his arms folded, while the other merely snorted coldly. Neither showed any intention of paying respects to Xue Ye.
In the past, although the two had also been aloof, they at least knew to cup their hands in greeting.
Seeing them like this, Xue Ye felt embarrassed, yet he could not help cursing Xue Beng inwardly.
"That unfilial wretch was useless in life and only caused trouble, and even in death he has to bring me