The other officials looked around and looked at the officials gathered behind Xiao Shoufu. Cold sweat kept dripping from their foreheads. They were either indignant, angry, shocked, timid, or tense…
Xiao Shoufu and his men continued repeating the words, their voices like thunder.
At the same time, two rows of imperial guards in bronze helmets and iron armor surged into Long'en Gate like a tide, their footsteps rumbling.
The surrounding air was so heavy that it was almost suffocating.
"Abdicate and give up my position?" The Emperor seemed to have seen through his schemes. He glanced at Xiao Shoufu, Pei Wenrui, and the others standing outside the hall, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. "Who do I give up my position to then?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a certain name appeared in the hearts of the civil and military officials and the princess consorts outside the hall.
