Xun Zhen was also simmering with anger.
Her identity had been borrowed by her enemy, who had done who-knew-how-many vile things behind her back over the years while she remained completely unaware. Who wouldn't be furious if that happened to them? Yet Qi Yuanliang, relying on the Sovereign's favoritism, acted recklessly, arrogantly, and without restraint, spouting wild nonsense.
Her spotless reputation had no idea how many stains it had accrued.
Everything was thanks to Qi Yuanliang.
Qi Shan turned the accusation around on her. "Xun Hanzhang, how did you become the sort of vulgar person whose eyes see only money? What do you mean, drawing a salary without doing the work? If not for all the effort I've spent dealing with the Assembly of Gods over the years, who knows how many twists and turns the Sovereign's great undertaking would have faced."
Was this what it meant to draw a salary without doing the work?
This was the salary and mental compensation he deserved!
Xun Zhen was provoked and flew into a rage.
In a strange, sarcastic tone, she said, "Yes, yes, yes, you're noble, you're amazing. With just a few words, you've claimed all the credit for the Sovereign's great undertaking for yourself. Then do you have the guts to say when you stole this old man's identity? Do you dare say it was after joining the Sovereign? Hmph, I wonder which Sovereign let you do such a shameless thing. You actually have the nerve to pin the blame on the Sovereign?"
He was willing to bet Qi Yuanliang's life on it.
That bastard had definitely harmed them father and son with one hand, then stolen his identity with the other. The reason his unfilial son Xun Ding's identity had probably not been stolen was that Xun Ding was