By Imperial Order, Suppress the Rebellion

At Hanmo Garden, after the songs and dances had ended, Zhu Jin, Qiao Yi, Xie Gong, and the Three-Headed People around them all focused their gazes on Li Banfeng.

Zhu Jin was more straightforward by nature and nearly asked Li Banfeng outright.

Ever since Li Banfeng had arrived in Chaoge, he had been under their surveillance. They had never seen him use any techniques, spiritual objects, or magical treasures, nor had they heard that he was a clairvoyant cultivator. How did he know so much?

Zhu Jin looked toward Xie Gong.

Xie Gong suspected that Chaoge had an inner ghost, but he was deeply scheming. His face remained expressionless, and he did not utter a word.

Luo Lijun and Luo Shaojun were both stunned.

Luo Lijun had still wanted to advise Li Banfeng to mind his words.

She did not even know that her life hung upon this very fraction of an inch.

Qiao Yi fell silent for a long while, then smiled. "Great Shang's wine is fragrant, rich, and strong. Seventh Prince Li must have gotten drunk. We gathered here today only to discuss peace talks. Why did you suddenly bring up The Emperor for no reason?"

Li Banfeng smiled. "Whether I say it or not, your Emperor has to come. From the moment I entered Chaoge, he had nowhere left to go."

That struck right at the vital point.

Because he had been born with two fewer heads, the Sage's bloodline had always been questioned. Li Qi had established a new sovereign outside,

and had also turned the Sage into Prince Chun, a usurper of the throne. Once this matter was confirmed, it would cut off the Sage's road to survival in Great Shang.

Li Banfeng looked at Qiao Yi. "Your Sage tried every possible way to keep