"Mr. Zhou, please hold on a moment." Chen Zishu quickly caught up with Zhou Shicong.
Zhou Shicong stopped in his tracks and looked at him coldly. Just moments ago in the royal court, these people hadn't spoken a single word in his defense. What was the point of stopping him now?
"Mr. Zhou, you aren't thinking of backing down just like that, are you?"
Even a fool could hear the provocation in his words. Zhou Shicong sneered, "Mr. Chen, you've come to kick a man while he's down."
"How could I?" Chen Zishu stroked his beard and said, "I merely feel sorry for you, Mr. Zhou. Even though you oversee the Ministry of Revenue, I never expected you to act like a marionette, completely unable to make your own decisions. I am simply feeling a bit of injustice on your behalf."
"Mr. Chen, you are mistaken. I am working for our lord. Naturally, this Ministry of Revenue belongs to the Holy Emperor. I still understand the proper way to be a loyal subject."
