Lord Zhu clearly sensed Han Moze's earth-shattering angry, so he immediately fell to his knees and kowtowed non-stop. "I was wrong! Please calm down, Your Majesty. Please calm down."
Han Moze squinted his deeply ruthless eyes and posed a question in his resounding voice. "Are there any other officials here?"
Lord Zhu lowered his head and answered respectfully. "Y-Your Majesty, the high official Zhong and Lord Wen of the ministry of justice, as... as well as the military generals Weiwu, Bingzhong, and Hulie..."
"Stop..." Han Moze's face looked completely ominous and his enigmatic eyes burned with rage. He stopped Lord Zhu from continuing, then continued to ask, "Who ordered you to do this?"
Lord Zhu slightly raised his head and glanced at Han Moze's grim expression with cold sweats down his back. "It was... Bea... Beauty..." He answered in a respectful voice.
