The Steward Demonic Emperor

r, settle down.”

 

Zhuge Changfeng smiled, “Ha-ha-ha, they’re only making a scene, thats all.”

 

“But lord Prime Minister, to have guards surround the Minister of War is a direct affront to me!” The man was outraged at the gross lack of respect.

 

Zhuge Changfeng laughed, “There’s no need to feel shame when they aren’t even your men.
Our men are still waiting outside.

 

“Just let these brutes search all they want, then we’ll decide on our course of action.” Zhuge Changfeng’s eyes flashed.

 

The Minister of War showed a crafty grin in reply, nodded and sat down…

 

Inside the Imperial Palace, the emperor was at his desk when he heard a cry and a servant frantically came over, “Y-Your Majesty, t-this is terrible…”

 

“Slow down.” The emperor remained calm.

 

Taking a deep breath, the man said, “A r-revolt, Your Majesty! They’re attacking the Imperial Palace and we’re being overrun!”

 

“What?” The emperor rushed to his feet.

 

But the servant begged before he could go, “Your Majesty, it’s too dangerous.
Please use the secret tunnel and flee!”

 

“I am the ruler of this nation.
How can I flee from my lands?” Snorting, the emperor walked out, “Just who dares to act with such impertinence?”

 

At the emperor’s steel gaze, the servant sighed and followed behind him.

 

They just stepped out and flames flashed across the sky with shouts and roars echoing everywhere.

 

They saw a tide of soldiers smashing into the Imperial Palace and the imperial guards being pushed back.
He also recognized who the rebels were, the city guards.

 

Panting, out of the three thousand imperial guards, only three hundred remained, bloody and wounded.
They all circled the emperor, their faces grave.

 

Squinting, the emperor looked on happily, “My child, why are you using the city guards for your own means and charging on the Imperial Palace?”

 

“Ha-ha-ha, oh imperial father.
How do you know that I am leading the city guards and its not them rebelling on their own accord?” A brash laugh announced the arrival of second prince surrounded by ten Radiant Stage experts.

 

Snickering, the emperor mocked, “Commander of the guards is not impulsive, and certainly not stupid enough to stick his neck out.”

 

“You…”

 

Second prince was infuriated.
The emperor was mocking him for his rash actions, for that useless thing he had on his shoulder, even worse than a city commander, “Imperial father, I know you’ve only cared for the elder brother and always looked down on me.
But now you shall see what I’m made of!”

 

“Oh, I think I’ve seen quite enough, a brainless buffoon.
If I’d left the empire in your hands, the Yuwen clan won’t even see the end of the year, with the nation falling into anarchy!” The emperor patronized.

 

Second prince was fuming, “You can look down on me all you want, but history is written by the winner.
I have you surrounded, the entire Imperial Palace is under my control.
Make me an emperor now and I will let you retire and leave in bliss!”

 

“Humph, you really are my son.
But what if I don’t plan on retiring? Maybe I’ll keep this seat a while longer.” The emperor belittled.

 

Shuddering, the second prince spat, “Imperial father, don’t push me.”

 

“What, you’ll kill me? Kill your own flesh and blood?” The emperor taunted. 

 

Second prince’s eyes were red, “Imperial father, you will abdicate, whether you want to or not.
Or our ties will be cut in blood!”

 

Second prince shouted, “Guard, bring His Majesty a pen and paper.
He is about to abdicate.
Kill anyone who interferes!”

 

“Understood!”

 

The guard army roared like a tsunami, filled with zest and power as it pressed on.
The emperor was not the least bit scared, but one couldn’t say the same about the imperial guards around him, shirking back slowly.

 

Second prince saw them still acting firm and looked to his left.

 

One Radiant Stage expert caught his meaning and flew for the emperor.

 

But a figure cut that expert’s path while someone shouted, “Second brother, stop!”