“Evidence?” Situ Yun’s handsome face remained composed. He lifted his head slightly and looked at Situ Jie seated on the throne. “Even if there is evidence, it’s not up to you to judge. You, are not the emperor yet.”

Emperor Situ Wenxian had announced that Crown Prince Situ Jie would be regent while he was in seclusion. Despite acting as one, Situ Jie was not the emperor.

“Hahahaha!!” Situ Jie threw his head back with laughter. “If this emperor says you are guilty, then you are guilty! Men, arrest the traitor!” A cold light sparkled in his eyes.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three unfamiliar nascent soul cultivators flew into the hall. Their energy fluctuated powerfully as they walked toward Situ Yun.

Savagery flashed across Situ Jie’s face. Nascent soul cultivators were either patriarchs of Darklake clans or lords of their local fiefdoms. While Situ Jie was the crown prince, he didn’t dare show too much disrespect to nascent soul powerhou...