He had already prepared for the worst. If that old scoundrel Kong Rong saw through the installation of a false Son of Heaven, he would sling mud at Kong Rong and ruin his reputation, letting the world know that the old scoundrel's words could not be trusted.
But unexpectedly, Kong Rong said he could not distinguish the real from the false.
Yuan Shao was so delighted that he could barely tell north from south.
"Utter nonsense!"
Just as Yuan Shao was wondering whether to give another push and make Kong Rong affirm that refugee's identity as the Son of Heaven, a furious shout reverberated through the hall.
Liu Xie abruptly rose from the dragon throne. His cold, piercing gaze bore down on Kong Rong from above, his dark eyes brimming with murderous intent.
"I am a descendant of Emperor Gaozu, the rightful emperor of the Great Han! For generations, the Kong Family has enjoyed the Great Han's imperial favor, and you, Kong Wenju, are a model for the scholars of the realm. Yet you fail to recognize the True Dragon and brazenly fob off the world with the excuse that you cannot tell!"
As his words fell, his profound killing intent seemed to chill even the air. Feigning alarm, Yuan Shao and Ju Shou dropped to their knees with a thud.
"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty."
Yuan Shao was overjoyed. This refugee's performance was superb. For a fleeting instant, he had even thought a True Dragon was sitting on that throne.
With Yuan Shao and Ju Shou taking the lead, the other advisers and generals, who truly were somewhat alarmed, also knelt one after another, crying, "Please calm your anger, Your Majesty!"
"Calm my anger? How do you expect me to calm my anger?" Liu Xie was like an