Jia Huan walked up to Qin Zhong and demanded, each word ringing clear:
"Wait for the Central Court's decision? I was the one who laid Old Dog Jiang's crimes before the Central Court. What would an incompetent mediocrity like you know?"
"Did you know his younger brother is the White Lotus Cult Leader?!"
"You know nothing, yet you dare covet the position of Commanding Commissioner of the Embroidered Uniform Guard? Do you intend to lead the Embroidered Uniform Guard into a bottomless abyss?"
Qin Zhong looked stricken.
The assembled ministers sprang to their feet, their eyes filled with utter horror!
His younger brother was the White Lotus Cult Leader!
That single sentence was thunder out of a clear sky, exploding through the Court Deliberation Hall.
The atmosphere froze. The High Ministers felt their hair stand on end.
Disbelief shone in the Retired Emperor's eyes, and his expression turned exceptionally grim.
The two eunuchs guarding the ancestral hall, both over a hundred years old, silently moved beside Jiang Wuyuan, their inner qi circulating like steam rising over a vast marsh.
A raging fire burned within Jiang Wuyuan, forcing the muscles of his face to twitch incessantly as he roared:
"I, Jiang Wuyuan, know I bear grave sins and have already confessed. Yet you still slander me with this ludicrous fairy tale! Do you think you can heap every evil under heaven upon my head?"
Jia Huan regarded him coldly.
"Do you dare not acknowledge your own younger brother?"
Jiang Wuyuan's face twisted with savage fury.
"Shameless brat! Dare slander me again-do you truly think the Central Court will still tolerate you?"
Swords were drawn and bows were taut in the charged atmosphere. Everyone remained gripped by shock.
The Retired Emperor barked furiously:
"Where is your evidence?"
Jia Huan pronounced each word