Emperor Li walked down the steps of the palace and came before Li Yao, looking in an emotionless manner at his son who was lying there quietly.
No one could tell by the expression on the emperor's face what he was thinking. However, everyone sensed an extremely stifling aura. If the emperor unleashed his might, that aura alone would have prevented anyone from standing straight.
The royal palace was dead silent.
Such extreme silence spoke of extreme dread.
The imperial advisor looked at Emperor Li and bowed, saying, "Your majesty, it is my fault that his highness perished. Please see to my punishment."
He lowered his head and did not defend himself. The evidence lay right before him, and any argument would have been pointless.
He had already decided in Qianye City of the Crimson Dragon Realm that he would shoulder the blame, taking whatever punishments were dealt.
