A chilly air filled the room and there was a murderous look on the emperor's face.
Emperor Wu snorted. "You're in charge of Imperial College at the moment. So, if you can't find me that paper today, I'm going to hand Feng Wu your head on a plate!"
Mr Zuo drew in his breath!
He didn't realize that it would be this serious…
Stealing a look at Emperor Wu, he saw that the latter looked like he was out to kill!
The emperor wasn't joking.
Mr Zuo was very conflicted…
The paper was sitting in his chest pocket. Should he hand it over now…
Emperor Wu sneered at him. "Nothing is going to happen if you find that paper. Otherwise, Zuo He, I'm going to give your head to Feng Wu as compensation."
Mr Zuo felt like crying.
How could it be so serious?
Why had it turned into a life-threatening matter?
