The princes all bowed again with their hands clasped, "We will carry out the imperial decree, long live our Emperor, long live, long live forevermore!"
Emperor Xiping waved his hand, "You all need to hurry and carry out your tasks. I am awaiting your victorious report."
The three replied, "Yes!"
The three of them bowed deeply, retreating backwards out of the Imperial Supreme Hall as Emperor Xiping's gaze, ice-cold, bore down upon Shen Fa sweating profusely. After a moment, his eyes softened slightly.
He knew that the situation having gotten to this point was not entirely Shen Fa's fault.
It was from a heart loyal to the Emperor and dedicated to the country that Shen Fa had cultivated and introduced that stubborn ass Yang Ge into the Brocade Guards; Shen Fa indeed had previously strongly remonstrated many times to restore that stubborn donkey to his post.
"Alas..."
