Throne of the Myriad Civilizations
Chapter 814

Not Even a Single Sweet Date

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Chapter 801: Not Even a Single Sweet Date

With the order issued, the Assault Camp immediately dispatched messengers.

The old-dynasty officials who had still been making endless little moves behind the scenes instantly fell silent, trembling like cicadas in winter.

Their His Majesty had slapped them hard, without even giving them a single sweet date afterward.

This round of demotions had made these old-dynasty officials deeply realize their own powerlessness.

What could they do? What did they even dare to do?

How long had it been since the great battle ended? Did they really think the blade in their His Majesty's hand had grown dull?

Zhou Xu's earlier lenient attitude had caused quite a few old-dynasty officials to develop an illusion: that His Majesty still had to rely on them to govern Great Zhou, and did not dare deal them a heavy blow. That was where their confidence came from.

But now, Zhou Xu's thunderous means had undoubtedly shattered that last scrap of fantasy completely.

Their existence might have had some influence, but Great Zhou had long since escaped the state where it would stop turning without them.

If they truly provoked that His Majesty into a rage, then when he swung his blade, he absolutely would not hold back.

At that moment, they could not help recalling a sentence Li Bowen had left behind earlier, and a trace of a bitter smile appeared on their faces...

"Thunder and dew are both the sovereign's grace. So that's how it is—thunder and dew are both the sovereign's grace!"

After reading the report Zhou Chongshan had written upon completing the task, Zhou Xu shook his head speechlessly.

These fellows were simply shameless to the extreme.

Treat them a little better and show them a little tolerance, and they would climb right up

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