"Yuan Chengjun, I'm asking you—was it you who gave the fucking order? Answer yes or no, and don't feed this king any fucking nonsense!"
"So what if it was? Xuan Guangge, if you've got a fucking temper, don't vent it in court. You know perfectly well what happened. The modification contracts spelled everything out clearly, and the people below never deliberately did anything to anyone. Their workmanship was just a little rough, but that absolutely does not count as a crime."
Within Xuantian Palace, two men were standing before the imperial throne, pointing at each other's noses and hurling curses with no regard for decorum. The latter—a refined-looking middle-aged man of deeper scheming—merely sneered. "You know as well that the Ascension Path is a newly emerging path. Risks are risks. My Yuan Family is incompetent—if you have the ability, invite that Naturalist here to personally instruct us!"
Hearing such shameless words, King De's eyes flew wide with fury. "Yuan Chengjun, fuck your mother!"
"Xuan Guangge, I have no interest in trading insults with you. But let me remind you—my mother is also your second aunt. You'd best think three times before you speak!"
Within Xuantian Palace, King De and Yuan Chengjun, head of the Yuan Family, had a tremendous quarrel. The result, however, was no result at all.
Cang Linzu was nominally imprisoned, but in truth, King De had isolated him in the deepest reaches of the heavily guarded heavenly prison under protective custody, lest the badly damaged Yuan Family retaliate against him.
The Yuan Family had no further words on the matter, because they knew Cang Linzu was merely a fuse. Going after him would only lower their own standing. A loss was a loss; as a great clan that had endured for ten thousand years, they could afford