The Emperor’s movement shocked all the ministers in the hall.

The Emperor had always followed the previous emperor’s footsteps—he was diligent, attentive, and had always adhered to the rules and customs without the slightest bit of discomposure. The only fault people could find about him was that he was too accommodating toward Lin Xitang, to the point of diminishing his imperial might. However, Lin Xitang was a minister who had been assigned by the previous Emperor and even granted the title of national guardian, so the inspectors only complained about it verbally.

This movement could be considered a loss in composure. A number of old ministers frowned, and some even wanted to criticize the Emperor.

However, a suppressive might akin to raging tides erupted from the throne, and those who wanted to move realized that it was coming right at them. When they looked up hurriedly, they saw the Emperor’s stern gaze as the cold, tangible pressure slammed into their chests.

The Emperor’s figure vanished from the hall before everyone could catch their breath, leaving only the attendant standing submissively beside the throne. The man called out in a drawn-out tone, “Court dismissed!”

The entire hall fell into...