"All of you, return to your seats."
As the Beili Emperor finished speaking, some officials slowly rose and returned to their seats. Only Xiang Minghou, the three members of the Zhan family, Qian Fu, Qian Fanji, Old Man Gu, and Gu Shuo remained kneeling.
"What are you all still kneeling for?" the Beili Emperor said, displeased.
"Your Majesty, I implore you to retract your decree," Xiang Minghou's voice rang out, loud and clear.
"Xiang Minghou, you'd best not spurn my generosity."
"Your Majesty, I have only this one daughter. My only wish is for her to live a peaceful life, free from constraints." 'If it were possible, Xiang Minghou would have resigned his post and taken his daughter far away from all this conflict.'
The Beili Emperor knew of Xiang Minghou's stubborn nature. But he had already spoken, and he could not go back on his word.
