The main army pulled out, and Wu Fengtian breathed a sigh of relief. His heart grew colder, and a gust of wind blew over, causing his whole body to tremble slightly. Shivering from the chill, he headed back into the tent.
He felt some regret. This questioning was indeed in line with procedure, but it had deeply offended the Imperial Grandson.
Wu Fengtian was not entirely unaware, nor was he completely unwilling to go further, but questioning up to this point was already the limit. Any more was simply something a mere Thousand-Household Commander could not possibly accomplish.
I just hope it really was dispatched by the Emperor!
Thinking this, he stepped into the tent. Suddenly, Wu Fengtian stalled, his gaze locking ahead.
Inside the tent, Gao Ze sat upright with a cold, mocking smirk. Surrounding him were unfamiliar guards, all resting hands on their sabers, quietly sealing off the exits.
This is bad! Wu Fengtian's hair stood on end. The chill was not just on his body; it rushed straight to his crown.
"Kneel!" Gao Ze shouted. "Do you know your crime?"
Daring not disobey, Wu Fengtian felt his heart and gall shatter and his legs grow weak. He dropped to his knees. "Eunuch, this subordinate merely followed court procedure to inspect the imperial decree. I had no intention of showing disrespect!"
"No intention of showing disrespect?" Gao Ze wore a mocking expression, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Suddenly, he slammed a hand onto the table. "Then how do you answer to your assignment from the Imperial City Office?"
"Right, you recipient of a third-rank stipend from the Imperial City Office!"
Those planted in the army and officials' estates through the Imperial City Office held no official authority, yet they received an extra stipend. A third-rank stipend was equivalent