The old Emperor felt his anger lodge in his throat, nearly dying from it.
That old thing, Sima Qing, was a fence sitter. Of course, he placed him in an important position because he was timid and did not dare to disobey his orders, let alone betray him.
But that same reason became Qian Jiyun's excuse to stop him.
"Qian Jiyun, I'm impressed!" He took a deep breath.
"Don't forget that you don't have control over the southern border anymore. Who are you to dare say such things to me?"
"Tsk!" Qian Jiyun clicked his tongue. He was worried about the old Emperor's intelligence.
Fortunately, Eldest Brother Yan was intelligent and not like his father. Otherwise, he would not know if he should help him as soon as possible.
"Does Your Majesty really think that son of yours can control the southern border and the 18 Stockaded Villages?"
"Well…" The old Emperor was stunned.
He could not believe it when he first received the news.
