"What a pity!"
"The Crown Prince actually failed. If he'd really killed that dog of an Emperor, our lives would be so much easier."
"Yeah, just to satisfy the Emperor's cravings, my third son hasn't been able to come home to the Capital for years. Of the group that left with him, most of them are dead now."
"That fatuous ruler!"
"Why isn't he dead yet?!"
"The Crown Prince is benevolent, but he was no match for that decrepit monarch. When will this world ever get better?"
"..."
Zhu Ju's perception was powerful. Even doing nothing, his Divine Thought as a Dao Foundation Cultivator still allowed him to hear the whispers of countless people.
The Court had issued a strict decree: discussion of the Crown Prince's rebellion was forbidden.
But silencing the populace is harder than damming a river. The more such matters were forbidden from discussion, the more people gossiped in private.
To block it,
was impossible.
'A strong start, but a weak finish!'
