In the imperial court, Yun Bahe felt powerless amidst the verbal sparring of the seasoned ministers, while the Emperor of Great Zhou watched with cold eyes.
These people were all waiting to see the downfall of the Yun Residence, but he was determined to let them know that as long as Yun Bahe was around, the Yun Residence would never collapse.
"Weren't you in the Southern Territory of Great Zhou? What are you doing back!" Yun Bahe looked at Yun Canglang, his heart still burning with anger.
His well-raised son had taken it upon himself to establish the Hunting Corps and had gone to the Southern Territory of Great Zhou without telling him, a place that had nearly claimed his life years ago.
If the people of Dihong City knew his hand had healed, they would likely seek revenge even more fervently.
