"You will not discipline the crown prince even when he is treating this priest this way?"
The Divine Province Emperor looked at him coldly.
He sat on his throne from beginning to end, indifferently watching this insolent silver priest.
"How dare a mere minor priest of the Lunisolar Shrine treat the crown prince so rudely." The emperor's voice was as frosty as if it had come from a river that had frozen over.
He pressed his hand against his forehead and subconsciously knocked his knuckle against his throbbing temples. He waved his hand in annoyance. "Go, bring the over the barrel of extreme happiness!"
All the officials' faces instantly turned pale. Several younger and more less daring officials were already teetering in the back row.
Mo Lian furrowed his brows and looked up at the Divine Province Emperor sitting at the top.