The man in the tunic pushed his glasses before a faint smile appeared on his lips. He asked, “Imperial
Preceptor, are you asking about the writing or the person?”
The man wearing the white robe embroidered with gold dragon and fire phoenix glanced sideways at
the middle-aged man beside him, saying with a laugh, “What do you think of the writing?”
“Grand and majestic. Strong penmanship. Quite the legacy. The word written by the Imperial Preceptor
is worth its weight in gold,” the middle-aged man said with a slight bow.
The Imperial Preceptor laughed and asked, “What about the person?”
The middle-aged man revealed a subtle smile and said, “I believe you should know this person better
than me.”
Hearing that, the Imperial Preceptor put the pen on the desk, placed both hands in front of his belly,
and said, “Tell me about him.”
The middle-aged man complied with his request and said, “An unprecedented presence like no other.”
The Imperial Preceptor frowned at his words and looked out at the palace door as if his gaze could
penetrate this vast and profound palace grounds.
After a long time, the Imperial Preceptor nodded slightly and said with a smile, “Compared to me, is he
stronger or weaker?”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man bowed lower and said, “He’s more resourceful and far-reaching in
laying out plans.”
After saying that, the middle-aged man in glasses fell to his knees onto the floor tiles.
The Imperial Preceptor’s eyes blazed like torches as he exuded a biting chill all over his body. He said
with a laugh, “Coby, you’re so annoying. Why can’t I hear a lie from you? Am I really that unworthy in
your eyes? How exactly is Roger Clarke better than me?”
The middle-aged man kneeling on the floor just bowed lower when he heard the words and replied,
“You know that I’ll never lie, so why ask?”
The Imperial Preceptor was taken aback by that reply before he laughed and said, “Get up!”
The middle-aged man got up and stood next to the Imperial Preceptor again.
The Imperial Preceptor’s gaze was profound when he suddenly asked, “How’s it going with Sade
Jagger? ”
Coby replied, “Per your orders, he has been removed from his supreme position and asked to retire.”
“Did he say anything?” the Imperial Preceptor asked.
Coby replied, “He said that the Imperial Preceptor is unfair to him and treating him too harshly.”
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of the Imperial Preceptor’s mouth as he said, “He’s
feeling indignant about it. Do you think he’ll accept it?”
Coby shook his head and said, “Although Sade Jagger is old and frail, his wisdom is above others. I’m
sure he must be feeling sore about his removal from the supreme position and should be taking some
action.”
The Imperial Preceptor nodded, picked up the pen, and wrote a word on another piece of paper, ‘Slay!’
Seeing that word, Coby understood and said, “I understand.”
After he finished writing the word, the Imperial Preceptor threw away the pen in his hand and walked
down the nine-story platform while saying, “He’s a supreme, after all. If he’s willing to repent, let him
live, but if he does anything out of the ordinary, there’ll be no place for him to bury his bones in this
country.”
Coby followed closely behind the Imperial Preceptor and said with a bow, “I hear and obey.”
The Imperial Preceptor had just walked to the door of the hall. He glanced at the sky. Suddenly, he
turned to Coby behind him and asked, “Do you think he can make it back?”
Coby smiled and said, “Whether he returns or not, it’s just a chess move for that person. Those who
make a move will pay with their lives.”
Hearing that, the Imperial Preceptor looked into the distance with profound eyes. As though he
perceived something, he said, “Roger Clarke, 30 years ago, I was inferior to you. 30 years later, I’m still
inferior to you. How far have you reached now? And what truth have you discerned?”
After a long while, the Imperial Preceptor said, “Pass on my Imperial Preceptor Order and tell
everyone, especially those who are secretly watching in the dark that anyone who crosses the border
or stirs up trouble within our territory will be pursued by thousands of Orienta soldiers!”
“Yes!” Coby responded.
In an instant, a golden order was issued from the Imperial Palace to the entire territory.
All combatants in the entire South River region were urgently assembled.
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