"Hong Junyan, you're spitting blood!"
As the headmaster of the Academy of Enlightened Ethics and Song Kingdom's highest representative at River Viewing Terrace, Shen Xiyuan might have been scared out of his wits by Yan Chunhui, but there was no way he could remain silent at a time like this.
Yan Chunhui had used Chen Yanxun's name and seized Song Kingdom's national fortune. Though Song bore responsibility for failing to notice, it was also a victim.
But if the Song Emperor were branded as Equality State's Divine Hero, it would be a calamity capable of overturning Great Song!
He leapt up beneath the platform and pointed at Hong Junyan's nose as he cursed, "You colluded with the Human Demon—All Under Heaven has seen it! If not for Lord Jiang's decisive resolve, how could his crimes have been punished? Now that Yan Chunhui has died contesting the Dao, you turn around and try to wash your hands clean, splashing all the filth onto our state? You've picked the wrong target! You old bastard whose brain's frozen solid! We're not afraid of you!"
Of course he was lying when he said he was not afraid, but the Hong bastard was about to destroy his family and ruin his state—what else could he do? If Shen Xiyuan could point at the Li Emperor and curse him bloody before dying, that would still earn him a place in history. He would have died gloriously for his country, a famed scholar of Great Song!
Even if Hong Junyan wanted to make a scene and curse in the streets, he would do so against the Sons of Heaven of Hegemon States. He would never lower himself to deal with Shen Xiyuan. Thus, he acted as though he had heard nothing, merely looking at Jiang Wang without