The Golden Throne Hall stood sacred and solemn.
The Nine-Five Supreme pressed him relentlessly.
He had already signed a military pledge, yet now he had to agree to a deadline!
Clad in a dazzling Golden Flying Fish Uniform, he stood quietly upon the Vermilion Steps and spoke, his composure as still as an ancient well:
"Having signed the military pledge, I will spare no effort to destroy the enemy."
Emperor Jingde was deeply dissatisfied and thundered angrily:
"If this drags on too long, it will expose the court's incompetence-and you, the Commanding Commissioner of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, will be nothing but a useless parasite! The people of Jiangnan are dispirited, and imperial officials live in terror. The White Lotus Cult must be wiped out at once!"
The officials remained silent, feeling some sympathy for Jia Commanding Commissioner deep down.
The White Lotus Cult had caused unrest for decades, and the court had never managed to eradicate it. Yet now His Majesty insisted on having his own way and imposing a deadline.
His use of public authority to settle a private grudge was far too obvious!
But Jia Commanding Commissioner could only blame his ill-starred fate and rotten luck. Just three days after formally taking office, he had been saddled with a calamity that threatened the nation.
Previously, the White Lotus Cult had only caused minor disturbances. Now it had become a demon, its atrocities so monstrous that words could no longer describe them!
Jia Huan asked calmly:
"How much time would Your Majesty give me?"
"Half a month!" The voice from the Imperial Throne was adamant.
"Absurd!" The Retired Emperor rose in fury, walked straight up to Emperor Jingde, and unleashed a torrent of abuse:
"The White Lotus Cult's influence stretches across all of Jiangnan, and its ringleaders have