"I said, you called us officials in charge of cultural relics useless, don't you even look in the mirror? Since you're deaf, I won't mind saying it a few more times."
"How dare you speak so arrogantly to Minister Honest's son! I think you are—"
"Who am I? Do you intend to shield a criminal who breaks the law and disrupts order, to forgive a rotten apple that overturns the rules of the Imperial Capital and the palace, and to disregard the interests of the Imperial Capital?"
Lin Feng stood before the main hall, speaking confidently to Syura.
These remarks shocked everyone present; no one had expected that the usually shy and conservative Lin Feng would have such a passionate moment.
"Breaking the law and disrupting order? Ha! I think you've offended me because of your disloyalty to this country! Guards, seize him and execute him by dismemberment!"
"Guards! Seize this rebellious son of the minister and execute him by dismemberment!"
The guards were at a loss for what to do when they heard Lin Feng and Syura summon them.
Although Lin Feng is currently only a minor lieutenant general, Syura holds no official position. Judging from the royal family's assessment, he is not only not a direct subordinate of the royal family, but is merely a relative of a minister, and has no significant connections whatsoever.
Lin Feng looked at Minister Honest and said coldly,
"Minister Honest, you have such considerations, yet you have given birth to such an ill-mannered and rebellious son. Heaven is truly blind."
"His disregard for military discipline by being late to the main hall, bringing shame upon His Majesty, is his first crime. The main hall's gates are imposing, symbolizing His Majesty's power and prestige, yet he kicked them. He may escape the death penalty, but he will not escape punishment. This is his second crime of arrogance."
"Insulting the courtiers is a mockery of His Majesty's supreme consideration in selecting his ministers, thus constituting the third crime. Furthermore, falsely claiming that offending him is disloyalty to the country, and placing himself on the same level as His Majesty, constitutes the fourth crime."
"This traitor who so blasphemes against the royal palace, against His Majesty, and against the Imperial Capital dares to claim innocence? How can he excuse all his crimes today? He's nothing but a stray dog!"
"What are you saying, you beast?!"
Syura hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so aggressive, but after hearing Lin Feng's series of accusations, Syura was speechless. She had to admit to almost everything; she had indeed been late to the main hall, kicked open the door, and said some arrogant things.
Left with no other option, Syura couldn't reason with the man before her, so she had to resort to brute force to make Lin Feng submit.
She rushed forward and, seeing Lin Feng's crimson eyes, finally came to Syura senses.
Isn't this the same strange boy from a while ago?
She felt as if she had been enchanted and was burning with pain just from a single glance at him. The more she thought about it, the angrier Syura became, and she kicked Lin Feng.
This kick may seem ordinary, but it has quite a background.
Syura once used this signature " Imperial Fist Temple Windmill-Style Kicking Technique " to defeat dozens of Imperial Fist Temple disciples, gaining fame for it. Few can escape death from this kick.
Lin Feng looked at Syura's offensive and found it amusing.
'After hearing Wave's words, I really thought you were some kind of reclusive master. You can't really be that capable...'
'This has neither speed nor power, and it's not even a tenth as good as Ogre's leg techniques, yet he dares to boast about it... It's disgusting.'
Lin Feng slightly sidestepped the most powerful strike, and as he and Syura drew closer, their shadows merging...
" Form Transformation."
The shadows beneath Lin Feng's feet overlapped, binding Syura's left foot, which she used to support her entire body, like glue.
No one noticed this tiny movement, but Syura felt as if her left foot was covered in superglue and she couldn't move it, while the momentum of her body was unstoppable.
The impact of the fall Syura crashing to the ground, knocking out half of her front tooth.
The taste of blood filled his mouth. Lin Feng stood motionless with his hands in his pockets, while Syura fell face-first into the mud in front of everyone.
To everyone else, it seemed that Lin Feng hadn't attacked at all, but rather waited for Syura to launch a flying kick before dodging slightly, at Syura lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
"This is your fifth major crime: attacking court officials without explanation. Such matters are decided only by the emperor. This is a crime of usurpation. Your Majesty, in your opinion, how should you punish this?"
"You just wait, your old man will castrate you and feed you to the dogs right now!"
"Insolence! You traitorous minister, you've made a laughingstock of yourself and still dare to spout such arrogant words?!"
"You..."
Minister Honest looked at the scene before him in horror. Syura had utterly humiliated him, but Lin Feng's words were exactly the same as the ideas he and the emperor had instilled in him. He had no more excuse to convict Lin Feng.
For his own sake, Honest didn't want Lin Feng to be punished. The boy's straightforwardness and passion were exactly what he needed. As long as Lin Feng held a high enough position and power, Ernest could find some good excuses to use him to restrain Esdeath, thereby ensuring his absolute power in the palace.
"Alright, Your Majesty, in my opinion, my son's actions were indeed inappropriate, but this is due to his long absence from the palace and his forgetting of palace etiquette and rules, which can be forgiven."
"Lieutenant General Lin Feng's words are to the point and have their merits. As for his inappropriate wording, considering that he also had considerations for the court, we might as well forgive him. What do you think?"
Minister Honest maintained a calm expression throughout.
"I understand. I believe this is merely a playful squabble between the two of them, and there's no need to dwell on it!"
"Dad, you?!"
Syura, who was writhing in pain on the ground, was filled with disbelief when she heard that her father, for the first time, had not protected her and had immediately ordered Lin Feng's death.
Upon hearing this arrangement, Lin Feng immediately adopted a calm expression, as if he had expected it, and closed his eyes as he returned to his seat.
" Lin Feng, I thought you would be executed by the ministers. How did you manage to do it?"
Behind Lin Feng, several ministers asked Lin Feng in shock,
They were all veteran officials in the court, quite dissatisfied with Honest, but completely lacked the courage to oppose Syura.
"There's no such thing as 'can't' or 'can't'; I just did what I wanted to do, that's all."
After Lin Feng finished answering the old ministers in a soft voice, many approving murmurs came from behind him, but most people were still immersed in mocking Syura's comical performance.
'It seems my thinking was correct... Honest wants something from me... most likely, he's just using me? Who knows...'
Lin Feng was certain that Honest would not execute him easily, so as long as Lin Feng was around, he would make Syura's face look ugly every day.