"Surely there are limits, I just don't know the specifics. Am I right?" Zhao Xu asked.
"This humble one is not entirely clear on that," Xie Hongdao answered, bowing.
Having obtained his answer, Zhao Xu looked up at the sky and sneered, "A son of the Xie family—though entangled with demons, you are still the descendant of a noble house, and you show some grit!"
"What a pity that you do not read, that you do not understand the greater righteousness!"
"A commoner has the valor to splash blood five steps, but a high minister possesses the righteousness to walk through fire and tread on boiling water!"
With that, Zhao Xu stood up.
"The Prince Qi's coup is an established fact; whether the demon race is involved is yet unknown. Now that we know of it, we cannot simply ignore it."
"Gentlemen, I carry a token bestowed by His Majesty. I have urgent business and request an audience in the night. You shall follow me to support the sovereign!"
"His Majesty issued a decree: without an imperial edict, not a single sheet of armor may leave the camp," Xie Hongdao said hastily.
"Since I cannot take men with me, this minister shall go alone!" Ignoring him, Zhao Xu turned and walked straight down the stairs, encountering the manor guards at the turn.
"You hold a high and weighty position, why make things difficult for us? Right now there is military chaos outside, if you run into it out there, what will become of us?" Sun Ping bowed repeatedly.
"And why must you make things difficult for this minister?" Without pausing in the slightest, Zhao Xu pressed on: "Right now this minister has a matter of grave and utmost importance. I must enter the palace immediately and cannot afford the slightest