"Why!" Liu Zhi slammed the table, his expression twisted, roaring in anger, "Why isn't he dead yet!"
Before the great battle even began, he persuaded the three-part coalition to retreat; he held no real power yet could govern local officials.
Any slight movement would draw the attention of the people across the land.
The thing he most dreaded had finally happened.
Gu Xi's reputation had already far surpassed that of his as Emperor.
In truth, Liu Zhi still held feelings for Gu Xi.
But imperial power is ultimately selfish.
He could not gamble his imperial power on the future.
If he were to die, what would future emperors do? As long as the foundation is unstable, there is always a possibility that scholars could seize power.
Even if Gu Xi does not, what then?
Since ancient times, how many ministers like Gu Xi have appeared?
How could he not consider these things?
The most crucial thing was that Liu Zhi suddenly felt some fear.
