Furious roars of rebuke rose and fell within the Humble Governance Pavilion.
The two Celestial Realm guards outside the doors had gone pale with fright, trembling all over.
It had been a very, very long time since they had heard His Majesty fly into such a rage.
As the saying went, "Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger." When the Great Emperor was enraged, someone was bound to suffer. They just did not know who had been so blind as to provoke His Majesty this time.
Inside the Humble Governance Pavilion, Old Yao's heart pounded as he listened to those furious denunciations, cold sweat streaming down his back.
Even though he had served the Great Emperor for a thousand years, he had rarely seen him this furious.
He could not help muttering inwardly that the Wang boy truly had some skill. Not only had he raised Miss Liyao and Young Master Zong'an, Great Heavenly Prodigies of such astonishing talent, but he himself was no easy character either.
Still, Old Yao had served the ruler for a thousand years and understood the Great Emperor's temperament quite well.
Trying to offer comfort now would be like throwing himself onto the Great Emperor's spearpoint; he would most likely become the target of displaced anger. He could only wait for the Great Emperor to vent his fury and calm down on his own.
Sure enough.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Great Emperor Longchang's expression gradually returned to calm. Yet a sharp glint still lingered in his half-lidded eyes, making it obvious that the fire in his heart had not yet died down.
Only then did Old Yao summon people to clean up the scene. They replaced the desk in the hall with an identical one, lit immortal