Eventually, Yu Weimin didn't even speak a word as the servants all turned their heels and ran away, even leaving the palace through the boundary wall without turning back. The closest soldier turned toward His Majesty and bowed.
"Should we follow them?"
Yu Weimin shook his head. "Don't bother."
After that, he only spared a glance at the people gathered at the front gate and went back to the place as if nothing had happened.
The protesters thought they finally had the attention of the king himself, but they never thought he would outright ignore their presence. They were so angry that their voices increased.
Yu Weimin sneered in his heart.
He knew more than half the people were actually paid for by Yu Guolai. They were just fanning the flames in the group, making them angrier.
But he still had to act as he walked toward his throne and sat there, staring at the group of officials sitting in front of him on either side. He deliberately made a troubled face and asked:
