"What? The rabbit is causing trouble!?"
The Eighteen Scholars were clearly taken aback, not quite understanding what he meant.
After all, Xiao Bai was leading the Demon Race against the Qin Family. He was Qin Emperor's own blood relative and a member of the imperial clan. There was no reason for Qin Emperor to let Xiao Bai run wild among the Demon Race.
"Alas!"
Qin Hao sighed helplessly. "After the battle, I went to see my elder brother in person, but he refused to concern himself with Xiao Bai at all. He left me to handle everything myself."
"Qin Emperor has gone too far!"
The Eighteen Scholars immediately erupted with righteous indignation, condemning Qin Feng for being so irresponsible.
Not only had he let the Fat Rabbit he kept at home escape and run amok, he'd also washed his hands of the matter afterward. He didn't have a shred of the responsibility an emperor should show.
"Everyone, be careful what you say!"
Qin Hao jumped in alarm and hurried outside to check.
He'd heard that his elder brother had a subordinate named Qing Tian, who'd inherited Black Sha Yama's legacy and received an imperial order to establish the Black Ice Terrace and monitor the entire Ancient Wasteland.
Whether it was Qi Xiuyuan's campaign of riding down the martial world or Guang Tian's extermination of the aristocratic families, none of it could have been done without the Black Ice Terrace's precise intelligence.
What was most terrifying, however, was their cooperation with the Minister of Revenue.
They could calculate your assets down to the last copper coin!
No matter what deal you made, it wouldn't escape their notice. If you dared to evade taxes, Li Ji would come knocking the very next day with the Devil Race Army.
Those who admitted their