Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability-Chapter 1369 Kneel, You Wretch!

"That's great." The deputy generals clasped their hands happily.

Finally, they were about to leave the muddle-headed Zhanling Emperor.

They couldn't understand why the Emperor despised Prince Zhan after relying on him to protect Zhanling Empire's territories for over a decade.

How detestable!

"Your Highness, we have a tough battle ahead of us. We have to be well-prepared," one of the deputy generals said. "Go and make preparations according to what I said. Don't miss out on anything," Zhan Beiye instructed in a deep voice.

They were indeed facing a tough battle. If the Zhanling Emperor discovered that he had swallowed up the ten cities, he wouldn't just sit still. The Emperor would be the next one to come after him.

He would definitely send troops to besiege them.

However, Zhan Beiye would not sit around and wait for that to happen. He would be prepared to face it.

At the capital of Yueming Empire...

The people sent by the Yueming Emperor had picked up

Ming Fucheng, who was injured and in a sorry state.

In the palace, within the Yueming Emperor's private study, the Emperor dismissed all the servants, leaving only Ming Fucheng behind. With no one else present, he no longer hid the gloom on his face.

"Kneel, you wretch!" He flicked his sleeve and sent a blast of Original Soul energy towards Ming Fucheng.

Ming Fucheng was momentarily stunned. He looked up at his father in disbelief.

At this point, he still did not know his place. He still believed that his father would not reprimand him, no matter how much trouble he caused. Hence, he did not think to admit his mistake to the Yueming Emperor on the way back.

It was only when the Original Soul energy hit his chest that he realized he had really done something wrong. After all, he had lost 10 cities.

Moreover, he was the one who started this war. No matter how much his father doted on him, he had to be accountable to the officials and the people of the Yueming Empire.

"Father..." He opened his mouth to explain but was stopped before he could say anything.

"You wretch, do you know what you've done? You lost 10 cities and hundreds of thousands of troops in a row. Do you think my empire appeared from thin air?"

His heart ached terribly. In order to bring back his son from Zhan Beiye, he not only sacrificed 10 cities but also sent a large number of jewels.

He did not just lose his money and power-he was humiliated.

But even so, this unfilial son did not seem to realize he had done anything wrong. How could he not be angry?

"Do you know that most of the memorials on my desk seek to impeach you? Do you still want to be a prince?"

"I-"

Hearing this, Mingfu was somewhat afraid.

He did not care about the ministers' impeachment requests, but he would lose everything if his father was disappointed in him.

"Father, let me explain, I—"

"What else do you have to explain?"

The Yueming Emperor did not wish to hear him speak. He picked up a memorial and flung it at him.

"Read it. See how your deputy generals want to impeach you. The ministers in the capital may not know the situation, but your subordinates, who were by your side, are all asking for you to be impeached. Why are you so muddle-headed?"

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