Chapter 575 - 376: There Is Only One Sun in the Dongchang! Mingfo Temple!

Chapter 575: Chapter 376: There Is Only One Sun in the Dongchang! Mingfo Temple!

Cao Yi had completely lost his usual sinister composure, his pale face filled with servile smiles, disrupting even the order of his greetings.

He nearly lunged forward to receive the imperial decree, bending so low his waist almost folded in half: "Mr. Yi, you have worked hard, sir!"

Cao Yi’s voice was sickeningly sweet, "Such a small matter, yet it troubles you to come personally, I am truly... truly..."

As he spoke, he unexpectedly took out a pouch from his sleeve, judging by its weight, it contained at least a hundred taels of gold.

It must be understood, on ordinary days, even as the head of Dongchang’s Thirteen Guardians.

In front of this chief eunuch of the inner court, he had to respectfully call him "sir".

Mr. Yi weighed the pouch with a half-smile, then, his gaze inadvertently shifted to Lu Xuan, sitting steady as a mountain.

In the Great Yu’s inner court, he indeed held the title of "sir" for all eunuchs.

But who doesn’t know... the true King Yama is the person overseeing Dongchang, who doesn’t even deign to look up when the chief eunuch personally comes forth.

"Mr. Cao is being too kind."

Mr. Yi intentionally raised his voice, "Our role is merely to convey messages, unlike your esteemed director..."

Suddenly, he changed his tone, sweeping the Duster lightly across the fawning face of Cao Yi: "There is still another edict from His Majesty—"

Mr. Yi’s deliberately drawn-out tone was like a dull knife cutting meat, "Recently, Dongchang’s activities in the capital... have been too conspicuous."

"It violates the harmony of heaven!"

The last four words were like a basin of ice water poured inside the hall.

The Dongchang officers, who were secretly pleased a moment ago, instantaneously turned ashen—

Who didn’t know that in the past few days, they had almost turned the capital upside down?

Those residences they forcibly entered included quite a few of His Majesty’s confidants...

"His Majesty says..."

Mr. Yi squinted his eyes, his gaze swept over the twelve guardians’ pale faces, "Stop... halt activities."

The last three words were as light as a mosquito, yet as heavy as a thousand pounds.

This clearly showed that the Emperor was genuinely enraged by Dongchang’s recent reckless actions and wanted them to stop all activities immediately.

"Hmm."

Lu Xuan simply responded with a single sound, the sound of porcelain teacup meeting the sandalwood table echoing crisply.

Such a simple word caused Mr. Yi’s old face to freeze instantly.

He had come bearing an edict, never expecting such a dismissive response.

The air in the hall seemed to solidify.

The senior eunuchs behind Mr. Yi exchanged looks, cold sweat already beginning to form on their foreheads.

They had served in front of the Emperor for many years and had never seen anyone dare to confront an imperial command like this.

This old man’s change was quite substantial.

Mr. Yi’s murky old eyes squinted slightly, a meaningful smile appearing on his wrinkled face.

He had served two generations of emperors, witnessing many powerful eunuchs rise and fall.

Yet the change in this untouchable, formidable overseer of Dongchang still startled him.

"Mr. Lu..."

Mr. Yi dragged his tone, Duster gently sweeping across the hem of the crimson robe, "It has been many days; your ability to nourish Qi... tut-tut, our household truly pales in comparison."

These words sounded complimentary but were actually laced with thorns.

Everyone in the hall heard the underlying message—how could the former terror, known for bloodshed in the court, now handle imperial edicts with such composure?

Was it self-cultivation... or was there another motive?

Mr. Yi’s face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum in bloom, as though harboring countless secrets within his smile.

His stooped figure leaned slightly forward, his gaunt fingertips made a gentle swipe in the air—

Suddenly, fierce winds rose within the hall, an invisible cold energy, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, surged straight toward Lu Xuan’s face!

This was the secret technique, "Yin Wind Finger," specifically designed to break through protective Gang Qi.

"I was hoping..."

Mr. Yi’s voice suddenly turned ethereal and eerie, "that next time I can still see the director so... prestigious..."

Before his voice even faded, Lu Xuan merely raised his eyes slightly.

Instantly, the temperature in the hall plummeted, Mr. Yi’s malicious finger force suddenly froze in midair, shattering onto the ground with a crack.

"Thank you for your concern."

Lu Xuan lightly tapped the armrest with his fingertips, each sound striking like a death knell in everyone’s heart, "Mr. Yi, you should be more concerned about your longevity."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yi’s smile froze instantly, his fingers in the sleeve started trembling uncontrollably.

Only now did he realize that his fingers had unknowingly been covered in a layer of frost.

"Grandmaster?"

Mr. Yi’s murky pupils suddenly contracted, his hand covered in age spots bulging with veins.

He was well aware—just half a month ago when they met, this old man was clearly still stuck in Grandmaster Perfection!

How did he manage in just ten days...

No wonder he dared to treat the imperial edict so indifferently, no wonder he could effortlessly neutralize my "Yin Wind Finger".

Turns out the old scoundrel silently crossed that insurmountable barrier!

Like himself, becoming one of the few Grandmaster experts in Great Yu Country.

"Ha... haha..."

Mr. Yi suddenly let out a dry laugh like a nocturnal bird, his hunchback bending a little more, "Mr. Lu truly is... deeply hidden beyond measure..."

He discreetly retreated half a step, his current priority being to return to the palace immediately!

Mr. Yi suppressed the shock in his heart, straightened his stooped figure slightly, the crimson robe fluttering without wind: "Mr. Lu, bound by imperial orders, I must take my leave."

He flicked the Duster and departed without looking back, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"Leave!"

This stern command awakened the stupefied crowd.

The fierce confrontation that occurred just now, most people present couldn’t even see what happened.

They only had a vague feeling—that Mr. Yi, always unfathomable, left now with an air of panic.