Meanwhile, at the mansion of Marquis of Wuqing, the former General Zhenshuo, Liang Heng, angrily swept aside a precious sandalwood tea table, shattering the expensive tea cups placed on top.
"Li Xuan!"
Liang Heng gritted his teeth as he spat out this name, his voice sounding as if it came from the depth of hell.
Everyone in the hall, including his brother Liang Yuan, was silent.
Huangfu Xuanji, a foreign dignitary, was also silent, like a closed-mouthed gourd.
Liang Heng's anger originated from two hours ago when the cabinet sent someone to ask him to resist the White Lotus, but he refused.
The general's original plan was to feign resistance, seize the opportunity, force Princess Changle and Yu Hongchang of the cabinet to concede, and restore his official status.
However, this large-scale demon catastrophe that was about to engulf the entire Capital City was resolved single-handedly by Marquis Guanjun, Li Xuan.
This was something that Huangfu Xuanji also did not expect.
