27 The Ruthless Emperor Ming

Hall of Benevolence, Royal Palace. Capital City, Shang Empire.

Sitting on the throne, Emperor Ming looked at the ministers below. With the war report in his hand, he read the war report with a frown. The more he read it, the deeper his frown became. Those ministers standing under the throne did not dare to look up at him or make a noise. After a long silence, he threw the battle report to the ministers below.

Srak!

The war reports are written on bamboo slips strung together into a bamboo scroll. With this throw, the thin rope tied the bamboo slips together broke, and the bamboo slips were scattered all over the ground. Looking at the bamboo slips scattered on the ground, the ministers and generals immediately fell to their knees.

"Please calm down, Your Majesty!"

Their voices were solemn, but Zhao Jue could sense their indifference. He slammed his hand on the throne chair arm, stood up and pointed at the ministers and generals kneeling below.