"Yes."
The Shadow Guard respectfully agreed and departed on command.
"Father, we've searched all over the Capital City, but we haven't found the Monster King and his son."
The Prime Minister's eldest son, Security Camp Commander Lu Fu, came back frustrated from the Duke of Zhen's mansion. He was embarrassed and enraged, nursing a deep grudge, and full of suppressed anger that he was eager to vent.
"However, I speculate that the most likely place they could be hiding is the Duke of Zhen's mansion. That old fool openly defies orders, disregards the Crown Princess, and even has the audacity to assert that unless the decree is personally written by the Empress, he will not acknowledge it."
"Hmph, that old man."
The Prime Minister's eyes darkened, ruthlessness shown on his face: "He must be tired of living, to dare oppose me."
"Father, why not just get it done once and for all?"
