In the Imperial Court of the Yellow Dragon Empire, Prince Ann held a high and influential position and had authority over the Empire's penal system, so he had the right to inquire into this matter.
However, it was ultimately up to Huang Ce to decide, so Prince Ann's words just now, despite their deterrent effect on the ministers, were for Wang Xiaoqiang like a fart in the wind.
Wang Xiaoqiang remained motionless, his expression unchanged.
Let them be erratic and perverse, let them be topsy-turvy and peculiar; I stand unshaken by the eight winds, my heart as firm as stone.
The grand hall was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
The coarse breathing of the ministers could be heard, while Zhao Wenxuan was nervous, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Huang Ce stared intently at Wang Xiaoqiang, and seeing that he did not show any signs of panic, felt a sense of surprise and secretly admired Wang Xiaoqiang's psychological strength.
