After the Imperial Guards slapped him dozens of times.
Yu Fu's face had not swelled up because of his years of cultivation. However, his hair crown had already scattered, and the hair that had a chance of turning gray hung down on his red old face.
No one present had ever seen Yu Fu in such a state. Even a tough man like Quan qingmu could not help but sigh and say, " why bother to come here? "
"All these years of glory and fame have blinded senior Yu's eyes," The heavenly Investigation department's Minister of State, hou Wencheng, had always been the most sensitive to news, so he was actually the most aware of Yu Fu's " changes ".
Hou Wencheng knew that Yu Fu wasn't like this in the past. It was all because of the big dye vat of fame and fortune that this old senior couldn't see the environment he was in.
Hearing this, all the powerful ministers fell silent. Some were thinking, some were rejoicing, but Cheng Bizhou was wiping cold sweat.
