Yelu Yan's reprimand paused as he caught sight of a somewhat familiar palace servant standing in the corner.
His tiger-like eyes moved slightly, and after a few more admonishments, he commanded coldly, "Someone, take these two men down and hand them over to the Supervisory Office for disposal."
The Supervisory Office was notoriously harsh, and few who entered came out alive, and even those who did lost a layer of skin.
It seemed that Yelu Yan was indeed enraged about the corruption.
No sooner had Yelu Yan's words fallen than four armor-clad attendants respectfully entered from outside the hall, bowed to Yelu Yan, and without mercy, dragged the two men away.
Those two men were terrified and struggled as they shouted, "Khan, spare our lives, Khan, spare our lives!"
Their voices were quickly silenced as cloth gags were stuffed into their mouths, silencing their pleas.
Yelu Yan gave the Chief of the palace servants in the Hall of Diligent Governance an indifferent look.