“It that is the case, does that mean that we will have to do nothing after everything that had happened today?” Li Youran asked.
“How can we simply do nothing? Even if we want to, His Majesty would not want to,” Li Shang smiled craftily. “That is why we must still lodge a complaint tomorrow. Only with that would His Majesty have a reason to suppress the great families, which is His Majesty’s true intention. If we do not go along, we would be in trouble in the future.”
Li Youran entered a state of deep contemplation. He is a smart person, a genius in both civil and military affairs. However, listening to those words, he came to realize just how lacking he was in the understanding of political affairs.
Gently stroking the part of his face that was slapped by Jun Zhantian, his eyes flashed with a chilling glint, just like that of a poisonous snake.
Jun Zhantian, I will never forget this slap of yours.
[TL: Li Youran will remember this…]
Meanwhile, the Meng Residence was currently having their ‘dogs jump and chickens fly’…
When compared with the Li Family, the Meng Family had it far worse. Their homes had been ‘searched’ to the point of being demolished. And yet, Jun Zhantian felt only depression within him. Because this was not what he had intended to do, nor was this the results he had intended to achieve.
After this incident, the capital will turn calm for a long period of time. At least, that was how it would appear externally.
Since His Majesty had said that Moxie is still alive, then this senior will become a ‘spear’ for His Majesty. Doing so is quite worthwhile, although the ending is somewhat anticlimactic. This senior’s original intention was to kill off all these people. Although a large number of them had been finished off, the most important ones could not be killed…
At this moment, a hasty sound suddenly rang out. “Jun Zhantian, you… you ignorant old man! Stop it!”
Jun Zhantian’s body suddenly shook, as though he could not believe what his ears was hearing. Slowly, he turned around, his eyes staring straight, his face revealed a mad look of joy.
A thin, withered looking old man appeared, his arms carrying someone to his chest. The old man shot out and appeared before Jun Zhantian, panting and sweating profusely. However, Jun Zhantian paid him no attention. He quickly dismounted off his horse and rushed towards the thin old man. Jun Zhantian retrieved the person being held close to the thin old man’s chest and spoke in a trembling voice. “Moxie?”
Coincidentally, these two people returned just as everything was about to be wrapped up…
Jun Zhantian’s expression of surprise clearly showed that he had just escaped from the clutches of absolute despair. He held onto Jun Xie as though he was holding onto the world’s most precious treasure! The deep wrinkles of his face harboured the intense amount of concern he was feeling. This is the ecstatic feeling of finding something that one had thought to be lost forever. His fingers trembled in concert with his body while his eyes had turned red from excitement! Watching all this, Jun Xie felt his heart shaking…
This is a commander of a millions soldiers, a resilient iron blooded man who had returned victorious after hundreds of battles! But, seeing his own grandson alive at this moment made him surprised, his bearing suddenly transformed into that of a frail and ailing elderly person.
This is an emotion born deep within a person’s flesh and blood…