"The Palace Front Office isn't in a good position to show up right now."
"Who said anything about the Palace Front Office?" he said with calm composure, "Of course, we should have someone deliver this message to the Privy Council."
The Privy Council was the sworn enemy of the Palace Front Office. Having the Privy Council step in would allow the Palace Front Office to watch from the sidelines, completely untouched by even a spark of the blaze. Indeed, this could not be better.
Xiao Zhufeng fell silent for a moment, "That makes sense."
Pei Yunmeng looked up, the sunlight filtering through the window gap cast a warm, velvety glow on his handsome features. He turned his head, gazing at the distant shadows of the trees outside the window, his voice taking on an inexplicable tone.
"This Shengjing, it's really getting more and more lively."
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The entrance to the Tribute Court was bustling with activity.
