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Chapter 681 He already possesses the demeanor of a great leader, personally attending to every detail! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

"Crash—!" Another exquisite porcelain shattering sound came from the imperial study.

Emperor Ivan's face was ashen, his chest heaving violently, as he clutched a decree, just delivered through special channels and bearing the emblem of the Ancient Star Tree, tightly in his hand. This was no longer a letter of state or a warning; it was the "Decree of the Ancestral Witch's Dethronement!"
The imperial edict was written in an ancient and majestic script, and its contents were even more earth-shattering:
The sorcerer decreed that the ancestral sorcerer would oversee the world.

O Emperor Ivan of the Great Luo, you have inherited the throne and should therefore revere Heaven and Earth above and care for the common people below.

However, since he ascended the throne, he has been muddle-headed, incompetent, and stubborn!

Unable to detect treacherous officials within the country, the loyal and virtuous Andrei was unjustly accused, prompting his son Sergei to rise up in rebellion in anger; unable to defend against powerful enemies from the outside, the iron hooves of the Tian Ce army trampled the land, causing immense suffering to the people!
You have repeatedly defied the divine authority and blasphemed the ancestral shaman, committing grave sins that have aroused the wrath of both gods and men!
Erde is unworthy of his position, incompetent, and has lost the qualities of a ruler; he is abandoned by Heaven and Earth!
Now, our ancestor, in accordance with Heaven and the people, hereby issues this decree:
You are given one month to abdicate the throne to a virtuous prince, bind yourself before the ancestral temple, issue an edict of self-reproach, and await your fate!
If you fail to comply by the deadline, or harbor any侥幸心理 (a sense of侥幸, or a belief that you can get away with it) and stubbornly resist, it will be considered as going against the will of Heaven!

At that time, I will act on behalf of Heaven to punish the tyrant, personally lead the heavenly army to flatten the holy capital, eliminate the tyrannical ruler, and establish a new dynasty!

Your ancestral temple will also be lost!
Don't say you weren't warned; take heed!

"Pfft—!" After reading it, Ivan spat out another mouthful of blood, staining the front of his dragon robe red.

He trembled all over, pointed north, and his voice was hoarse and shrill, like that of a wounded wild beast:
"Urg! You wicked fiend! You've gone too far in arguing with me! You've gone too far!!!"

"I haven't even settled accounts with you yet! I tolerated the killing of my trusted minister! I also tolerated the insults you sent me in your proclamation!"

"Now! You dare to issue an edict directly deposing me?! And demand that I abdicate and imprison myself?!"

"I am the Emperor! The Son of Heaven! What are you?! A mere sorcerer who pretends to be a charlatan, do you even have the right to depose and install an emperor?!"

"A humiliating disgrace! A truly humiliating disgrace!!!"

Ivan, acting like a madman, swept everything off the desk, his roar echoing throughout the palace.

He felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger. This shaman was simply relentless, repeatedly defecating and urinating on his head, trampling his dignity as emperor into the mud, and then wanting to crush it a few more times! How could he possibly tolerate this?!
Meanwhile, Romanov, the patriarch of the Great Luo Dynasty, had quietly arrived at the magnificent capital of the Tian Ce Dynasty.

He sent a personal letter requesting an audience with Emperor Tian Ce, Li Chen, intending to discuss easing tensions between the two countries.

Romanov had indeed met the late Emperor Tian Ce several times in the past, and they had some connection. This matter was quickly reported to Li Chen via encrypted mobile phone.

Li Chen received the news in the blessed land of the Northern Lands, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He was well aware of Romanov's purpose in coming: to buy the beleaguered Romano dynasty a chance to breathe.

This old guy's strength has reached the peak of the Saint Realm, and he is by no means an easy opponent. If he really causes trouble in the capital, although it may not be impossible to deal with, it will still be a problem.

"I've stayed in this comfortable life long enough; it's time to go back and take a look," Li Chen thought to himself.

If it weren't for this instant messaging technology, the entire Tian Ce court would probably have thought that His Majesty the Emperor had mysteriously disappeared.

He comforted the more than a thousand beautiful women in the cave who were reluctant to leave, each with their own unique charm, and instructed them to "cultivate" diligently. Then he activated a secret technique and his figure disappeared from the northern land.

One week later, in the capital city of Tian Ce, at the imperial palace.

Li Chen sat upright on the nine-dragon golden chair, having changed back into the bright yellow imperial robe that symbolized supreme imperial power. His imposing aura was completely different from that of the mysterious witch ancestor in the north.

As he read through the reports, he learned that Romanov had been waiting in the royal guesthouse in the capital for seven days, during which time he simply meditated and did not show any impatience or overstep his bounds.

Li Chen chuckled lightly: "He's quite composed. Summon him to the palace for an audience tomorrow."

The commander of the Imperial Guards standing below hurriedly bowed and accepted the order, but inwardly he was astonished. To make an ancestor of another country and a peak Saint Realm expert wait for seven days, perhaps only His Majesty in the whole world had such confidence.

In fact, during these seven days, Romanov appeared calm on the surface, spending his days watching fish and admiring flowers in the courtyard of the inn, meditating and contemplating, but deep inside, a storm was raging.

What is his identity? He is the towering white jade pillar of the Great Luo Dynasty, the purple-gold beam spanning the sea, a figure whom even Emperor Ivan respectfully addresses as "Ancestor"!

Back then, I was on equal footing with the late Emperor Tian Ce. Now, I've condescended to see you, a junior, and you, Li Chen, not only didn't come out to greet me immediately, but you dared to make me wait for seven whole days.

In the end, it was a summons, as if calling upon a subject, that summoned me to the palace for an audience.
This felt like the face of the Great Luo Dynasty royal family was being repeatedly rubbed into the ground!

Every moment of waiting felt like a burning pain in his heart.

Romanov had dominated the world for nearly a century; when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"You arrogant brat!" In the dead of night, he would occasionally be startled awake from his meditation, his heart filled with resentment.

But when he thought of the precarious front lines in the south, the aggressive shaman in the north, and the troublemaking Sergei within his own ranks, he could only force himself to swallow his anger.

Circumstances dictate that one must be in control of the situation. Now, it is Da Luo who needs something from others, so no matter how great the humiliation, he must endure it.

He kept reminding himself: "A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. Romanov, you've lived this long, can't you see through this little gain and loss? Let him run rampant. Once my Great Romanov has weathered this crisis, there will be a time for reckoning!"

He is an extremely shrewd person who never considers himself invincible and knows how to weigh the pros and cons. This time, he chose to remember this humiliation and settle the score later.

Actually, he misunderstood Li Chen. Li Chen was not deliberately neglecting him. His true body was far away in the north. He rushed back immediately after receiving the news, and time had already been spent on the journey.

Li Chen naturally wouldn't explain the reason to him.

The following day, in the Golden Palace of the Tian Ce Dynasty.

As the morning bell rang, civil and military officials entered the palace in order.

Although Emperor Li Chen had not attended court for several months, the court was orderly and no one dared to slack off.

Many ministers learned through certain "rumors" that His Majesty had not been indulging in pleasure these past few months, but had instead "secretly" gone to the border to "personally supervise the army"!
Faced with such a diligent emperor, how could the ministers dare to utter a single complaint, only with admiration?

Even in private, they praised His Majesty, saying that although he was young, he already had the demeanor of a great ruler and personally attended to every matter.

"Summon—the envoy of the Great Luo Dynasty, Romanov, to an audience—!" The eunuch's high-pitched, drawn-out voice echoed in the hall.

Romanov straightened his robes and stepped into the hall that symbolized the core of Tian Ce's highest power with steady steps.

His gaze was level, unlike that of ordinary envoys who bowed their heads and looked down. The demeanor of a peak Saint Realm expert was naturally revealed.

However, when he walked down the steps and looked up at the young emperor sitting on the golden throne with nine dragons, he felt a sudden chill in his heart!
Li Chen was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and wore a twelve-tassel crown. Although he was young, his eyes seemed to hold the sun, moon and stars, so deep that they were breathtaking.

He did not deliberately exude pressure; he simply sat there casually, as if he were the center of this world, with an indescribable imperial aura flowing around him, faintly connected to the national destiny of the entire Tian Ce Dynasty, vast and boundless!
This aura shook Romanov to his core! He suddenly understood why Li Chen was so "arrogant," daring to make him wait for seven days and treating him with the courtesy of a "summoning."

This is by no means simply youthful arrogance, but rather stems from absolute confidence in one's own strength and unwavering certainty about the power of the Tian Ce Kingdom!

(End of this chapter)