The peacock's clear cry shocked many of the Divine Capital's powerful figures.
At the Right Chancellor's residence, the Right Chancellor abruptly looked toward Daming Palace and muttered, "They've truly abandoned all shame."
The Left Chancellor, who was visiting, coughed lightly and offered a friendly reminder. "Old Wang, what are you questioning?"
The Right Chancellor laughed in fury. "Left Chancellor, how could such methods silence all the wagging tongues under heaven?"
The Left Chancellor laughed too. "We never intended to silence all the wagging tongues under heaven. Silencing yours will suffice. What the people of the world get to know is up to the Imperial Court."
The Right Chancellor quickly calmed down. "Left Chancellor, was this your handiwork?"
"No."
The Right Chancellor began to relax. "I thought so. Your methods wouldn't be this crude."
The Left Chancellor continued with a beaming smile. "It was Xie Pulse Master's handiwork."
The Right Chancellor said, "...The greatest craftsmanship leaves no trace; the greatest Way is simplicity itself. Just what I'd expect of Xie Pulse Master."
The Left Chancellor clapped and laughed heartily. "Old Wang, what I admire most is how you can still bend and stretch so readily even after becoming Right Chancellor. If I had half your lack of backbone, I wouldn't have fared so miserably at court."
The Right Chancellor chuckled. "If you've fared miserably, where does that leave all the civil and military officials? You're merely relying on His Majesty's backing to deliberately play the lone minister." He paused, then warned solemnly, "Left Chancellor, you're utterly devoted and brilliantly clever, yet you pin your hopes on His Majesty's mercy. Aren't you gambling with your life?"
The Left Chancellor shook her head. "I'm no lone minister. I may not have as many partisans as you, but I still have plenty of loyal,