Atop the Imperial Court, various officials hung their heads, their expressions somewhat dazed.
They had grown accustomed to peace throughout the realm, and hearing this sudden news made them feel as if they were in a dream.
How had this peaceful world suddenly rebelled, and how did the rebels manage to capture a county city? That was the major concern.
After all, there had been numerous small-scale rebellions, but none that had succeeded in capturing a county city.
This not only shamed the full court of officials, but also enraged the old Emperor, who bellowed furiously.
"Useless, absolutely useless! A small band of rebels sends you scurrying in fear, has the Imperial Court fostered a pack of wine-soaked sots for so many years?" The old Emperor's furious roar resounded throughout the entire hall.
A memorial was tossed down by him, striking the Prime Minister squarely on the face.
