Tang Weiguo watched the King's retreating silhouette, but his thoughts differed greatly, filled with deep concern.
Long Hong's Dragon Body was ailing; sooner or later, the country would fall into chaos, which was not at all what he wanted.
As Tang Weiguo held his position, he knew that maintaining it was also for his clan's sake. Without money or resources, how could he enhance his family members' cultivation?
In fact, he had been stuck at his current cultivation level for a long time and had been unable to break through, only hoping his son could be more formidable.
He placed his hopes on his son and some of the younger generation, that these scholars could achieve something great.
Liu Xu snorted coldly without giving Tang Weiguo as much as a glance, walking out of the palace arrogantly.
Once outside, he did not foolishly arrange for his own people to get to work straight away but instead called for a meeting with those who sided with him.
