"Convey My decree: summon Xi Qiangu, Western Patrol Envoy of the Heavenly Patrol Division, back to Luoyi at once for questioning!" Within Qiankun Hall of the Great Zhou imperial city, Holy Son of Heaven Ji Long's face was as dark as water.
After seeing Emperor Ji Long, Princess Changle merely gave a simple account of what had happened, and Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long flew into a towering rage.
Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long first shot a glance at Grand Celestial Master Wu Yu, then turned his gaze toward Yu Chaoen, Grand Supervisor of the Inner Palace of Great Zhou. "Yu Chaoen, take My decree and make the trip yourself! I want to see Xi Qiangu in the shortest possible time!"
The moment those words fell, Grand Celestial Master Wu Yu's face turned pale. The Heavenly Patrol Division was the imperial court's hounds and hawks. Once it lost the current sovereign's trust, this Grand Celestial Master would not be far from disaster.
"Your Majesty, this subject should—"
"Shut up!"
Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long, his temper aflame, pointed at Grand Celestial Master Wu Yu's nose and cursed. "I ordered you to search with all your strength for Changle's whereabouts, yet your men not only achieved nothing—after Changle finally escaped, your men actually tried to kill her?"
"Tell Me, then—what use are you people? What use?"
From the instant Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long began berating Wu Yu while pointing at his nose, Grand Celestial Master Wu Yu had dropped to his knees, repeatedly calling himself deserving of death, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
He had truly drawn the short straw in this matter, but the black pot was far too huge. He did not dare carry it.
If the charge were truly pinned on him, it would be the grave crime of