"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
As they stepped into Chengtian Hall, everyone bowed simultaneously, even Wang Junze slightly inclined his head in respect.
"Rise."
With a slight nod, the Emperor spoke indifferently.
Without waiting for others to speak, he directly turned his gaze to Wang Junze and coldly stated, "Wang Junze, you have a lot of nerve—seizing the Treasure Vault, holding the Empress captive, and now you dare to face me. What... dare you try to assassinate me again?"
With one sentence, he seemed to emit a terrifying pressure, making everyone silent as cicadas in winter.
"This humble servant does not dare!"
Unintimidated by the Emperor, Wang Junze seemed even more composed, calmly responding, "This humble servant is but a brash man, my life as fragile as a blade of grass. Yet... even the most insignificant life longs to survive."
