Ning Yue looked at the emperor and couldn't help but sigh. The emperor's eyes were filled with helplessness.
It was indeed quite aggrieved for the emperor to think like this, as if someone was holding his lifeline.
He really wanted to shake those nobles. Those nobles were using the power in their hands to almost suffocate him.
The nobles were united. If he, the emperor, did not do anything to their liking, they would use their power to pressure him.
He was not afraid if there was only one person, but there were many people in these families.
The emperor was such a failure.
"Father and I have always wanted to cut off these nobles and not let them stay in this world, so we have to support the poor students bit by bit," the emperor said.
