In the Emperor's private room, Cheen Chaoya hurriedly left, causing everyone present to freeze in place, before they started to exchange puzzled glances.
What kind of person could make Cheen Chaoya so anxious and fearful to greet them?
Jia Yanjun, Jiaang Huijun, and Maoo Qijun, among others, felt a sense of alarm and doubt in their hearts.
Even Maoo Qijun had never seen his brother-in-law display such a fearful expression towards anyone else.
The subordinates brought by Cheen Chaoya, however, still stood ramrod straight, their faces vigilant as they watched Lin Tian, who sat on the sofa.
Thud, thud~~
The sound of steady and forceful footsteps was heard as the door to the room opened once again.
Cheen Chaoya, bending his body with a face filled with panic and reverence, led an old man inside.
Seeing this,
everyone hurriedly lowered their heads, their hearts pounding with nervousness.
