Luoyang.
The atmosphere was incredibly tense.
Liu Dai sat on the dragon throne, looking at the sharp-eyed ministers, his body uncontrollably trembling.
"Gentlemen... I... I..."
His voice was slightly trembling, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.
"Your Majesty."
Yuan Kui stood at the forefront of the ministers, his gaze like an abyss, staring intently at Liu Dai, saying: "The Heirloom Seal of the Realm is a gift from Heaven."
"To this day, the rumors persist all around."
"Does Your Majesty still refuse to tell us the truth?"
Yuan Kui was genuinely somewhat angry; at first, they couldn't understand why Gu Chen would easily abandon Luoyang.
Now, there seemed to be an answer.
Looking at Liu Dai in that state, how could the ministers not know that the Heirloom Seal of the Realm was surely lost?
As for who would dare to meddle with the Heirloom Seal, is there a need to wonder?
Only Gu Chen!
This is someone who dared to kill even the Empress Dowager.
