The more a person lacked something deep down, the more fiercely he flaunted it. Zhang Dawei had long been panicking inside, but he still put on an exceptionally composed front to deal with the problems this woman brought up.
If Saint Lord Taichu wanted to put Zhang Dawei in his place, wouldn't it be as easy as handling a dog? There would not be the slightest difficulty. It all depended on when Saint Lord Taichu felt like doing it.
"Enough. Don't say another word. Just do your own jobs properly. The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are. What the hell are you all babbling about here?"
Zhang Dawei had been a nobody at the bottom of society his entire life. Now that he had finally gotten the chance to show off in front of these women and even feel like some kind of overlord, how could he possibly become a coward? Before long, one of the women muttered to herself, "What does acting all fierce here prove? If you've got the guts, go face Saint Lord Taichu head-on."
"Saint Lord Taichu is a major figure now. Whether in how he carries himself or how he handles things, he has real vision. He wouldn't throw tantrums and vent his emotions on us like you do, threatening to beat us at every turn. What the hell are you even doing?"
Zhang Dawei could not bear to hear his own women praising another man while putting him down. Wasn't that the same as pushing him into the Hell Abyss? Zhang Dawei smiled and said, "Fine. If you think Saint Lord Taichu is so charming, then go marry him and have his children. Why follow me? You've been standing here saying all this crap to piss me off. Feeling pretty pleased with yourselves