Martial Arts Recovery

As the duo had a close relationship with the Emperor, they were very much at home without being overly-polite. 

Leng Wufeng sighed. "He wants a Primary Heaven Pill to recover his martial arts but if I don't give it to him, he's not going to take over the case!"

"This boy sure has the guts to threaten Your Majesty, doesn't he?" The plump elder smiled as he said. 

However, the slender elder frowned. "Isn't he afraid that Your Majesty will be infuriated and banish him back to the Imperial Mausoleum?"

"I wish I could banish him back to the Imperial Mausoleum!" Leng Wufeng snorted. "However, King An's Imperial Residence needs him. The poor orphans and widows are depending on him!"

If he were to punish Chu Li who was the Head Chief of King An's Imperial Residence, what would others think of him?

It would drive King An's Imperial Residence to an even awkward position. He would not dare do such a thing.