Before he realized it, the whole Guanglu Hall was completely empty. The emperor had left, those warriors on duty had left. The whole hall had only Yan Liqiang still kneeling there as if he was a stone statue.
He had his head lowered. Seeing his own reflection on that mirror like marble ground, he forced out a smile. But he did not feel happy but more feeling like a sad clown.
"Master Yan, why…why cannot you understand? His majesty was actually rather happy today, now he is so mad… hurry up. Leave now.." That eunuch who brought him in sounded a bit upset, he was obviously blaming Yan Liqiang for what he had just said.
Yan Liqiang stood up slowly. He glanced at that elder like a beaten warrior, and was "taken" out by that elder eunuch. During that journey, that eunuch who was very respectful and polite towards him became extremely cold as if Yan Liqiang had owed him couple hundred thousand tales of silvers.
