Though he had just said
he would kill Li Xinge as well,
he knew his own limits.
He had become a Half-Saint through an inheritance, not through his own painstaking cultivation.
Among those of the same realm, he was almost certainly the weakest.
He still had the High-Rank Heavenly Weapon, the Emperor's Imperial Seal,
but he knew his own affairs best.
A High-Rank Heavenly Weapon was powerful, yet its drawbacks were no small matter.
But he had already spoken so fiercely...
If he backed down,
he would become a laughingstock.
Caught between advancing and retreating,
he was spared when Jiang Wuji spoke up and gave him a way out.
"Enough. The emperor is the supreme ruler, stationed at the heart of the realm and charged with the nation's peace. How could he act rashly?"
The emperor, seeing a way out,
quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Second Progenitor is right. I lost my head just now."
With that,
he looked toward Song Wuya.
Song Wuya felt the emperor's gaze fall on him.
He raised his head cautiously
and said in a trembling voice, "Your... Your Majesty..."
The emperor swept his eyes over the palace maids and eunuchs prostrate in the hall. A murderous glint flashed in them.
Song Wuya's heart tightened.
He understood the emperor's meaning at once.
He sighed inwardly,
then got to his feet.
Turning to the eunuchs and palace maids, he said,
"All of you, get out."
The maids and eunuchs fled as though granted a pardon,
scrambling out of the hall.
Song Wuya backed out as well, his body bent low.
Only when the emperor and Jiang Wuji were alone in the hall
did the emperor turn to Jiang Wuji. "Second Progenitor, with Lü Fengxian surrendered and Xu Province lost, the gateway to the capital