At this moment, everyone finally realized—who was this before them, if not a loyal and patriotic minister?
He was the pillar of the Daqian Dynasty, a god of war capable of scattering armies, the one who could obliterate fleets with a smile... the Supreme Grandmaster!
The various privileges bestowed upon Mr. Lu by the late emperor were not due to excessive favoritism...
But because it was absolutely necessary!
Emperor Qianxi on the dragon throne looked ashen; he finally understood the deep meaning behind his father's dying words to "be cautious with Mr. Lu."
Was this an exhortation to value virtuous ministers?
It was clearly a warning—under no circumstances should he anger this supreme being capable of changing the very heavens and earth!
The atmosphere in the hall gradually descended into deathly silence, and even breathing became distinctly audible.
"Mr. Lu, I..."
Emperor Qianxi had just begun to speak when his voice was abruptly cut off.
