"Your... Your Majesty!"
A fraught smile squeezed its way onto Qin Huilong's face. He recalled his previous words and felt a sudden pang of anxiety. Could it be that Qin Wudao had overheard him?
But quickly, he regained his composure. The private rooms of the Jinding Restaurant were all equipped with a Formation to keep out prying eyes and ears.
Perhaps Qin Wudao's party was just passing by!
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
The rest of the clan elders looked at each other in confusion before bowing in salute.
They had a bad premonition. As everyone knew, Qin Wudao seldom left the Imperial Palace, let alone dined out publicly. So why had he appeared here, at this time?
Qin Wudao's next words confirmed their lurking anxieties.
"Selling official ranks, manipulating the imperial examination... My dear Imperial Uncle, do you realize what you are doing?"
Standing at the entrance, Qin Wudao's face was dark as he questioned sternly.
