Su Yanxing had been born the heir to the Su Clan Duke, one of the Four Great Dukes, and also inherited the position of High Priest.
In all his life, no one had ever dared show him any attitude.
Empress Tantai Zijun had merely replied a little late, and he was already unable to bear it.
He had not expected Huo Yushen, despite holding great power for so many years, to still be able to bend and stretch.
He said with some feeling, "So this Empire really cannot do without nobility..."
"Only nobility can ensure that their spines remain unbent."
"Only nobility possesses truly noble morals and sentiments."
Thinking of the nobles who had fallen into his hands, committing crimes and displaying every kind of ugly behavior—far more numerous than ordinary people—Huo Yushen could not help curling his lips, a trace of mockery flashing through his eyes.
One had to know that the absolute number of nobles was not even a fraction of that of ordinary people.
Yet there were many times more lawbreakers among the nobility than among ordinary people.
He knew where the Beichen Empire's chaos originated.
He did not care whether anyone else knew.
As for this High Priest, if not for his friendship with Su Buyan, the man's son, he could not even be bothered to deal with him.
Thus, calm and collected, he changed the subject. "High Priest, what has Master Su Buyan been doing lately?"
"Has he been very busy? He did not attend either the Late Emperor's funeral High Mass or the Empress's ascension ceremony."
Su Yanxing thought to himself that he had deliberately prevented Su Buyan from attending those two ceremonies.
At the Late Emperor's funeral High Mass, he had planned an assassination.
He had not wanted his son and daughter dragged