The Steward Demonic Emperor

r was too great and forced him to take a step back.

 

Looking aghast at Huangpu Fenglei, Sima Hui said, “After not seeing each other for so many decades, Mr.
Huangpu’s power has greatly increased! I’m afraid I may no longer be your match!”

 

“You’re too kind.
Mr.
Sima is far more talented than I.
Only, Mr.
Sima indulges in chess while I merely work hard in my training!”

 

With a mocking laughter, Huangpu Fenglei gave Huangpu Qingyun’s group a look.
They all joined his laughter as they left this great symbol of imperial power that was the palace!

 

Sima Hui’s brow had faint sweat watching them go.
He looked down to see how deep an imprint his foot left when he withdrew.

 

Huangpu Fenglei’s power was dreadful to force a Divine Dragon to leave such a mark on the floor!

 

Bam!

 

The emperor shot to his feet and knocked over a candle stand as he cursed, “These traitorous mongrels have gone too far! They come to my palace, asking for my obedience?”

 

“Calm down, Your Majesty!”

 

Sima Hui advised, “With Zhuge Changfeng here, our reasons are moot in front of a man with his oratory skills.
That is why I tried going after Huangpu Fenglei to make them cower.
But who’d have thought Huangpu Fenglei’s power trumps mine, further diminishing your prestige.
It was my miscalculation.
Please forgive me, Your Majesty!”

 

The emperor didn’t speak, his eyes shining with a dark look.

 

Dugu Zhantian smoothened his beard and sighed, “This plan was to use the three houses and strike a blow at Regent Estate’s arrogance.
Or at least drive a wedge between them.
But now, Regent Estate came to their rescue, further making them stand with the Regent Estate.
All our hard work was exploited by Regent Estate! Now that the Regent Estate is together with three houses, they will be even harder to deal with…”

 

Sima Hui nodded, while the emperor was pacing in deep thought.

 

Then the emperor’s eyes shined, “Mr.
Sima, isn’t the Esoteric Debate around the corner?”

 

“Indeed Your Majesty.
It shall take place in five years!” Sima Hui nodded, then started, “Your Majesty, you don’t mean…”

 

Smiling, the emperor nodded, “Hasn’t the Regent Estate flaunted being the head of the seven houses since he always took first place in the Esoteric Debate? If he comes short in any way this time, their dignity would take a heavy blow.
And the seed of doubt would be planted in the other houses, that its power had declined!”

 

“But Regent Estate’s every generation has been filled with geniuses.
Especially this one, with even some freaks mixed among them! The other houses have their own fair share of talents, but none can compare.
There’s even rumors that one among them can break the shackles of Radiant Stage, becoming the peak of power in Tianyu.
Just what junior could have such potential…”

 

Sima Hui’s brow was locked, to which the emperor snorted, “Speaking of freaks, is there any little freak more rampant than that guy?”

 

“Your Majesty, you mean… Zhuo Fan?” Sima Hui and Dugu Zhantian spoke in unison.

 

The emperor nodded with a sneaky smile, “It’s time for that brat and the Luo clan to pay back for sheltering them.
They need to just cut the Regent Estate down a peg at the Esoteric Debate and I will declare the Luo clan as the eighth noble house to keep Regent Estate in line!”

 

Sima Hui and Dugu Zhantian were speechless.

 

Zhuo Fan had shocked them again and again, but the Luo clan’s foundation was thin.
This eighth house would find it hard to stay afloat when it was even weaker than Drifting Flowers Edifice, threatened to be swallowed by the other house.
Yet the emperor was hoping to use it to counter Regent Estate.

 

None of them knew that Zhuo Fan had already made preparation to strengthen the foundation of this flimsy clan…

 

In another place, Zhuge Changfeng’s group left the palace with scorn on their faces.
Especially the three house lords, who were pushed into a corner by the emperor, were now wild with joy.

 

And just like the emperor, they were in complete awe of the Regent Estate and Huangpu Fenglei.

 

[Holy molly, how many are there that can push back a Divine Dragon?]

 

“Zhuge Changfeng, thank you for making all of this happen!” Huangpu Tianyuan cupped his hands.

 

Zhuge Changfeng smiled and spoke in the same cold tone, “Ha-ha-ha, there’s no need to thank me.
Wasn’t it all planned by your steward, Leng Wuchang?”

 

Zhuge Changfeng then left with a smile.
The Yin and Yang elders caught up to him, having kept their distance so far.

 

You Wanshan didn’t quite understand, but Leng Wuchang’s face changed, turning to Huangpu Tianyuan.

 

Correct, all was planned by Leng Wuchang, including the three house lords’ detainment by the emperor.
It was all done so he could save the three houses at the best moment, and become more reliant on the Regent Estate.

 

What was once a scheme privy to only he and Huangpu Tianyuan, it was seen through by Zhuge Changfeng in an instant.

 

Watching Zhuge Changfeng’s shrinking figure, Leng Wuchang and Huangpu Tianyuan felt an odd chill.
No wonder Zhuge Changfeng was the head of the Four Pillars, he was frightening…

 

Zhuge Changfeng himself was sporting a mystifying smile.

 

“Prime Minister must be glad!” The white-haired elder smiled.

 

Zhuge Changfeng nodded, “I just saw a bunch of fools getting happy having scored an empty victory! But, ha-ha-ha….”

 

The elders were puzzled.

 

Zhuge Changfeng was quite vague, “But, Yuwen has ruled these lands for a thousand years for a reason! To not even see through a chess player’s unfathomable skill, he still dares to play with cloak and dagger? So this is the extent of Unwonted Contriver, ha-ha-ha… “