The King's voice carried an interrogative tone, laced with a trace of anger.
The State Preceptor's body trembled fiercely.
If Yin Tian had only raised one or two questions, he could have fabricated some story to ward off the inquiries.
But Yin Tian had highlighted so many issues, and even if he had a hundred mouths, he would have been unable to provide an excuse.
And seeing the State Preceptor like this, if the King still couldn't sense that something was amiss, that would be problematic.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort came from the King.
And along with that cold snort, the State Preceptor immediately knelt on the ground.
He bowed his head to the floor, his body quivering like a sieve, "Your... Your Majesty..."
"Oh, State Preceptor..."
The King's face showed a pensive look, "I truly misjudged you."
The State Preceptor opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
"Honglong."
The King spoke without expression.
