The face of the Daqin Saint Emperor was furious beyond measure.
Meanwhile, Mo Chenxuan in the Wu Royal Mansion was still unaware of what had happened.
Due to dealing with Luo Qingtong, he suffered incredibly severe losses, losing more than half of his force and connections.
But luckily, he still had some trump cards in his hand that had not been exposed.
And moreover, his strength was quite formidable, just enough to alleviate some of his urgent crises.
His greatest trump card was the Daqin Saint Emperor in the Da Qin Imperial Palace.
"Mo Chenye, you destroyed my force and connections, do you really think that I won’t be able to deal with you? And you, Luo Qingtong!"
"Wretch, I will definitely make you know my power sooner or later!"
"Hiss!" Mo Chenxuan cursed while tugging at the wound on his face.
That day at the Elder Council, he slapped himself nearly a thousand times.
Even though his strength was formidable, at this point, his handsome and sinister face was swollen like a pig’s head. After two days of recuperation in the mansion, it was still not fully healed, infuriating him to the point where he couldn’t maintain his usual coldness and depth.
Not to mention the severe losses he faced in the last few days.
Just as he was secretly gritting his teeth, planning to have the Daqin Saint Emperor assign Mo Chenye a difficult task to fiercely deal with him, and incidentally damage his forces and connections, a guard from outside came running in, stumbling and falling.
"No! It’s bad! Your Highness!"
The guard ran breathlessly to Mo Chenxuan, his face terrified to the extreme.
Before he could speak, Mo Chenxuan, who was already in a bad mood, kicked him out with a boom!
"Presumptuous! Who allowed you to shout impudently in front of me?!" Mo Chenxuan’s face was extremely cold and severe.
Thinking these guards saw his force diminished, they had no more fear or awe of him.
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