People looked at one another, clearly realizing this was forcing Emperor Hong to agree.
And moreover.
Right now Emperor Hong had no choice but to agree.
Because Qin Feiyang had pushed him into a corner with his words.
If Emperor Hong still refused, it would be tantamount to admitting, in a roundabout way, that his son was unfit for the position.
Most crucially, if it came to that, his prestige would be completely ruined.
As expected!
Emperor Hong stared at Qin Feiyang for a moment, then nodded, agreeing to this wager.
"Heaven above, please, I beg you, help me…"
Seeing Emperor Hong nod, the State Preceptor's heart sank, and he silently prayed in his heart.
But he had forgotten that, before the grand ceremony had even begun, he had already provoked Heaven.
Crack!
Rumble!
No one knew whether Heaven bore a grudge and wanted revenge on the State Preceptor, but the sky suddenly flashed with lightning and thunder.
Sheets of dark clouds rolled in from the distant horizon.
