Emperor Jing felt a pang in his heart and immediately waved his hand: "Quickly, quickly, bring it here!"
The eunuchs hurriedly handed over the two reports. Emperor Jing almost snatched them up, swiftly unfolding one to read.
As his gaze swept across the report, his expression first showed delight, then gradually turned ashen, his brows furrowing as if he could squeeze out water.
"Outrageous!"
Emperor Jing slapped the armrest of the throne fiercely, his voice filled with suppressed anger.
Upon seeing this, the courtiers all lowered their heads, not daring to meet the emperor's gaze.
Cao Ge stood in the ranks, feeling a vague unease, his eyes flickering.
Emperor Jing, breathing heavily, coldly swept his gaze over the courtiers, his voice like ice.
