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Chapter 229

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It was as if he was reminiscing about a certain story. However, King Liqin's eyes were too cloudy, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

However, all of the officials were certain of one thing.

That was, King Liqin's sudden appearance in the throne room was not a coincidence. Furthermore, Chi Guyan was standing beside him. Chi Guyan, the Double Dragon Roll Champion.

Would Chi Guyan enter the throne room for no reason?

Of course not.

Over the past year, Chi Guyan had stayed away from the court. She had hidden herself in the Heaven Dao Pavilion until a few months ago. She had never stepped foot into the court.

As such, King Liqin and Chi Guyan's sudden appearance was naturally because of the sword on the ground.

But how was this Imperial Uncle of the current Emperor going to resolve this struggle?

Emperor Lin Mubai nodded when he heard King Liqin's words. Then, he fell silent. He could tell why King Liqin and Chi Guyan were here.

However, as an Emperor, he did not need to guess how King Liqin would resolve this problem. All he needed to do was nod or shake his head.

Because he was the Emperor. The Emperor's highest authority was to make decisions.

King Liqin looked at the sword. He would not let Emperor Lin Mubai wait for too long. After taking a look at the Traceless Sword, he spoke. However, he sounded as if he was talking to himself.

"Good sword, what a good sword. Is this the sword from the World of the Sage? The sword that belonged to Sagely Battle God Meng Tian? This old man has been idle in the residence for the past few days, listening to the servants talk about this sword. I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes in the throne room today. Not bad, not bad … "Prince Li of the First Rank praised the sword, but his feet still didn't move.

All of the officials listened to King Liqin's words and tried to guess what he meant. Did King Liqin want this sword too?

The court was silent. Other than King Liqin, no one spoke.

As such, King Liqin began to mutter to himself.

"I don't have any hobbies these few years. I just like swords. It's just that I'm too old. I really can't walk anymore. I wonder if you can do me a favor and pull out the sword for me to take a look? "King Liqin continued to ask.

General Jin heard this. His face turned red again. He was the closest to the sword, and he was very willing to help King Liqin, but he couldn't pull it out.

When the other officials heard King Liqin's words, they finally understood what was going on. King Liqin was indeed going to unsheathe his sword?

But who would draw the sword? But King Liqin did not point it out.

This sentence was very simple.

However, if Emperor Lin Mubai chose to stand up at this moment, it would be an excellent opportunity for him to step down.

The current Emperor personally pulled out the sword for his Imperial Uncle, just to let his Imperial Uncle have a look. If this spread out, it would be a story that would be well told.

Not only did he preserve the majesty of the Emperor, but he also brought filial piety with him. He also got rid of the name of a sword-stealing bandit, and all the civil and military officials in the court had nothing to say.

However, if Emperor Lin Mubai did not stand out. Only one person in the imperial court could draw his sword.

That person was Fang Zhengzhi.

This was also an excellent excuse. Emperor Lin Mubai prioritized filial piety and ordered Fang Zhengzhi to unsheathe the sword and show it to his uncle. The authority of the Emperor was unquestionable, and all the officials in the court had nothing to say.

No matter what decision Emperor Lin Mubai made, the authority of the Emperor would only increase. Most importantly, there was a problem in these two decisions. Did Emperor Lin Mubai want this sword?

If he wanted it, he would pull it out himself.

If he didn't want it, he would let Fang Zhengzhi pull it out.

King Liqin muttered to himself, giving Lin Mubai a way out. At the same time, he also threw the right to choose to Emperor Lin Mubai. As an official and as an uncle, no one else could do this.

All of the officials turned to look at Emperor Lin Mubai. They were waiting for the Emperor's decision.

Emperor Lin Mubai gently raised his hand and placed it on the table in front of him. He calmly looked at the officials, then at King Duan and Crown Prince Lin Tianrong, who were standing anxiously in front of the officials.

Finally, his gaze fell on Chi Guyan.

Chi Guyan did not speak. From the moment she entered the throne room until now, she had not spoken a single word. She only stood quietly beside King Liqin and gently held his arm.

Just like a granddaughter holding her grandfather.

However, no one dared to ignore her presence. She was the Double Dragon Roll Champion, and she also belonged to the Heavenly Prophecy. As such, one day, she would become an existence that could look down on the world.

Chi Guyan's expression was calm, as calm as the surface of a windless lake.

However, Emperor Lin Mubai suddenly chuckled.

"Haha... uncle wants to see the sword, what's so difficult about that? This sword was brought out by Fang Zhengzhi from the World of the Sage. Fang Zhengzhi should be the one to pull it out. "

The moment he said this, all of the officials were shocked. Most of them thought that Emperor Lin Mubai would choose to draw the sword himself. After all, the significance of this sword was too important.

However, it seemed like Emperor Lin Mubai's decision was to let Fang Zhengzhi pull the sword out.

How was that possible?

No one was willing to believe that this was an outcome that no one could have imagined before today. A sword that represented the will of the Sagely Battle God, a sword that could revitalize the nation, was actually going to be given to a commoner who had yet to enter the royal court?!

Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping's face turned pale. If he hadn't said that, none of this would have happened.

Fang Zhengzhi could not stab the sword into the ground.

As such, he could not pull the sword out.

Was it a coincidence?

Or did Fang Zhengzhi plan this?

Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping's eyes glowed icily. If it was the latter, then Fang Zhengzhi was a terrifying existence, one that could threaten his position.

King Duan and Crown Prince bit their lips. They had both tied the fight for the throne to the sword. Now, this sword that could elevate their power was in the hands of a commoner?

How could they accept this?

Even though all of the officials were shocked, they still turned to look at Fang Zhengzhi.

Yan Xiu, Xing Qingsui, and Nangong Mu also looked at Fang Zhengzhi. All three of them nodded at him in unison.

On the other hand, a smile appeared on Ping Yang's face, as if she saw the hope of victory.

Fang Zhengzhi heaved a sigh of relief. He had never been interested in power. As such, he had no intention of challenging the Emperor's authority.

His goal was to protect the sword.

And now, although he didn't quite understand what was going on, it seemed like the sword … was saved, right?

The Emperor wanted him to pull the sword out?

Then, the next step would be simple. All he had to do was pull the sword out in front of all of the officials and hand it over to the old man...

That should be it?

Fang Zhengzhi was elated when he thought about it.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" After Fang Zhengzhi bowed to Emperor Lin Mubai, he turned to look at the officials who were staring at him. His lips curled into a smile.

Then, he leisurely took small steps and slowly walked in front of the sword.

General Jin felt a sense of relief. Without waiting for Fang Zhengzhi to speak, he had already retreated to the side, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his arms.

All of the officials' expressions darkened when they saw Fang Zhengzhi preparing to pull the sword out.

A sword that they couldn't even pull out was pulled out by a fifteen-year-old commoner who hadn't even entered the court. This kind of shame made their faces feel a little hot.

Fang Zhengzhi did not think about this. He only knew that he had the sword in his hands. Why would he give it to someone else? Even if this person was the Emperor, he had to give it a try.

"Pulling out the sword is so easy!" Fang Zhengzhi hummed a tune as he reached out with one hand and gently held onto the hilt of the sword. Then, he gently pulled it up.

"..."

All of the officials cursed in their hearts when they saw Fang Zhengzhi's actions. Can't he give us some face? No matter what, he should at least put on a show!

This thought did not last long.

That was because they all realized something. Fang Zhengzhi seemed to be acting.

The sword...

He did not pull it out.

"Does this kid know how to be polite?"

"No matter what, he has given us, the courtiers, some face."

All of the officials changed their minds when they saw that Fang Zhengzhi did not pull out the sword. After all, the more force Fang Zhengzhi used, the better they would look.

However, Fang Zhengzhi was still confused.

In fact, even though he looked casual, it was not casual at all.

"Is it too tight?" Fang Zhengzhi did not manage to pull the sword out immediately. He did not think too much about it. Instead, he used both of his hands to pull the sword out again.

"..."

There was no sound. All that could be heard was a gust of cold wind blowing in.

The smile on Fang Zhengzhi's face froze. That was because the Traceless Sword in his hand was still stuck deep in the ground, unmoving.

"Don't tell me he can't pull it out himself?"

"Haha... that's impossible. It has already recognized him as its owner, how can he not pull it out?"

"He's probably just putting on a show."

All of the officials began to discuss amongst themselves when they saw that Fang Zhengzhi did not pull out the sword again. They were impressed by Fang Zhengzhi's effort.

"Fang Zhengzhi, hurry up, Grandpa Emperor is still waiting!" Ping Yang pouted when she saw that Fang Zhengzhi was still pretending, a look of displeasure on her face.

Fang Zhengzhi ignored Ping Yang. He looked at the Traceless Sword, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. Didn't the sword recognize him as its owner? Where was the trust between humans?

Damn it...

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