"Imperial Father, what on earth has happened to you? You used to be refined and cultured—could it be that the Heavenly Dao Stone has devoured you? What crime has Imperial Brother Hao committed? He merely asked why the Heavenly Dao Stone that should have belonged to him was swallowed by you. Was that wrong? Great-Grandfather said so, and you agreed to it yourself. How long has it been? And now you've gone back on your word? Can't he even ask? If asking a question leads to this kind of outcome, then in the future, which subject under heaven would dare say a single 'no' to you?" Shengtu Wushuang was not afraid of her imperial father. If she had been, she would never have founded the Heart-Clearing Pavilion back then.
Shengtu Huang looked at his eldest daughter. Even his raised head did not lower by so much as an inch as he said coldly, "You already left the Shengtu Household. Why have you come back? To help the Old Devil overthrow my throne? You want this rebellious son to usurp the throne, then obey the Old Devil's every command, is that it?"
Hearing her father answer like that, Shengtu Wushuang's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. "Imperial Father! Have you gone mad?"
"Me, mad? You're the mad ones!" Shengtu Huang roared. He then looked to either side and said, "What are you waiting for? Seize them all!"
The group of imperial guards and ministers had no choice but to advance. But their opponent was Shengtu Wushuang, after all, and the deterrence of an expert in the Heavenly Dao Realm still held sway. Not knowing what to do, they could only set their sights on Shengtu Hao.
After suffering such a tremendous upheaval, Shengtu Hao's intelligence had practically dropped to zero. Just a