Pei Kaizhi was so angered that he spat blood?
This was something that had never happened, even at his most furious moments in the Golden Throne Hall.
For a moment, the officials' complexions were quite colorful, and countless glances fell upon the notorious "Empress' gigolo," who had nothing to do with them.
They couldn't help but be curious about what Zhao Douan had said.
What made Pei Kaizhi so agitated—there was a story here, this was everyone's first thought.
Unfortunately, due to the distance, apart from Ma Yan, no one else heard the conversation.
"The Saint's decree is that the former Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Pei Kaizhi, will be imprisoned in the Imperial Prison as of today."
Ma Yan stepped forward, his thick hand bones sinking, lifting the frail old Vice Minister like a chicken with one hand, and addressed the officials loudly.
Then he gave Zhao Douan a deep look, turned his head, and left outside the gate.
