"If there is business, present it. If not, court is dismissed."
Di Xin sat on the dragon throne, boredom written all over his face, his mind filled with thoughts of his beauties.
As for affairs of state, they had long since vanished from his mind.
"Your Majesty, Xiqi has rebelled! The envoy our Great Shang sent there was also killed by the traitor Ji Chang!"
Just as Di Xin thought he could return to the rear palace, a man stepped forward, cupped his hands in a bow, and spoke.
"Xiqi? How did Ji Chang find the nerve to do such a thing?"
Di Xin, who had been utterly indifferent a moment before, instantly flew into a rage.
"Grand Tutor Wen, how many troops would you need to raze Xiqi?"
Di Xin's expression was grim.
He truly had not expected a mere Ji Chang to have the audacity to rebel against him!
Ji Chang must have grown tired of living!
"Your Majesty, with just a hundred thousand troops, I can raze Xiqi!"
Wen Zhong was thoroughly confident.
It was only Xiqi. Although he had heard that Ji Chang had begun deliberately training its troops, that hardly mattered.
So what?
Compared with the armies of Great Shang, what did Xiqi amount to?
It was no more than a tiny patch of land, a mere itch upon the skin!
"Good. Grand Tutor Wen, I hope you will soon bring that traitor Ji Chang here to Chaoge."
"Remember, I want him alive."
Di Xin's face was filled with bloodthirsty malice.
In all these years, when had anyone ever dared to rebel against him?
Those damned wretches!
He would make Ji Chang wish he were dead!
"Oh, I hear Ji Chang has a particularly renowned son? Go issue a decree. Tell him that as long