"Uh..."
The minister stammered, afraid to speak, and looked towards the gray-haired elder leading them.
Seeing this, the elder let out a long sigh and took out a memorial.
"Old Buddha, Your Majesty, this is the joint memorial from the governors of each province about mobilizing troops for royal support."
The young man in the dragon robe took the memorial, but before he could open it, it was snatched by the elderly woman beside him.
However, when the elderly woman opened it and saw its contents, it was as if she was struck by lightning. She staggered and fell into the chair with a thud, and the memorial slipped from her powerless hands, falling to the ground.
Seeing this, an ominous feeling surged in the young man's heart. He quickly picked it up, and inside, there was only one sentence.
"We ministers have the duty to defend the land, but we will not follow the edict to death!"
Bang!
