Upon Yun Changqing's command, everyone immediately retreated.
"Li Tianyang, what matter would make you risk losing your head to see me?"
Li Tianyang appeared hesitant and then knelt on the ground: "Please forgive me, Emperor, I am guilty. My crimes deserve death."
Yun Changqing was slightly startled, "Li Tianyang, what exactly is the matter? You're hastily asking for forgiveness before explaining yourself."
Li Tianyang was filled with fear and trembling, "I was on my way back when suddenly someone threw something at me. When I tried to chase them, they had already disappeared."
"They threw something at you, what was it?"
Li Tianyang was full of anxiety and panic, "It was a piece of paper."
"A piece of paper?"
Li Tianyang, trembling, took out a crumpled piece of paper and offered it up with shaking hands.
