Following Lu Cheng's guidance, Mishu and the Shadow Sage arrived at the door of Persif's office.
The mother and daughter stood in front of the office door and were reluctant to go in...
Lu Cheng guessed that both of them were a little afraid of Persif, but in the end, the Shadow Sage's long-accumulated anger towards Persif overcame his fear of the Emperor of the Far South.
Under Lu Cheng's gaze, the Shadow Sage put his hand on the door handle and pushed it open suddenly, just like a wife who was going to catch her husband cheating.
The moment the door was pushed open, the Shadow Sage walked in. Before she could express the anger that was choking in her throat, it was suppressed by the scene in front of her.
"Father...Father?"
Michelle followed him in, and she found her father, Persif, at first sight among the many desks.
But Persif's outfit made Michel's brain freeze. Persif, who was sitting behind the desk, was wearing a white vest, a pair of rimless glasses on his nose, and holding a New Scare newspaper in his hand.
If it weren't for Persif's thick and light blond hair, he would probably look like the Fire Cloud Evil God... But in Michel's eyes, this middle-aged retired old man was not at all the same as the iron-blooded emperor of Far South!
"Who is it?"
Persif put down the newspaper in his hand, raised his head and looked towards the door. The moment he saw that it was his eldest daughter, the emperor who had evolved into an old man reading a newspaper instantly regained the temperament that he should have.
He immediately took off the rimless glasses on his nose, put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up from the desk.
"Mishu? How did you get here?" Persif immediately grabbed the coat hanging on the chair behind her and put it on. At the same time, she quickly ran to her daughter. Then she found the Shadow Sage standing next to her daughter.
"Did you bring Xilai here?" Peisif asked.
"Not only am I bringing her here, I'm also taking her away after this conversation!"
The Shadow Sage acted unusually strong at this moment, which was something she had never dared to say to Emperor Persif in the Far South.
"Do you think that Mishu will listen to you if we are not in the Far South?" Persif saw at a glance what the Shadow Sage relied on.
"I don't intend for her to listen to me! If she continues to follow you, nothing good will happen to her!"
The Shadow Sage was completely infuriated by this sentence. Lu Cheng was listening quietly outside. It was like two divorced parents arguing about the custody of their daughter.
But now the Shadow Sage must take back the custody of Mishu. She seems to think that it is all Persif's fault that Mishu was parasitized by the Blood Crystal Beast and became what he is now and will not live long.
"You don't intend to make her listen to you? This sentence sounds like what I should say."
Persif's next sentence made the Shadow Sage's anger choke in his throat again. This was how he treated his own children. Mishu and her brothers and sisters never had the opportunity to express their own opinions.
"Stop! Father! The situation in Far South is very bad now." Michelle is not concerned about her family problems now. What she cares most about is the political power in Far South.
Persif also stopped arguing with the Shadow Sage. He took a look inside the office. It was now time for exercise, so he was the only teacher in the office.
Mixiu sat down in front of Persif's desk, and Persif also sat back in his seat. He then picked up an enamel cup with the five big words "Serve the People" written on it and took a sip.
"Father, you..." Mishu saw Persif's natural action. When Persif was arguing with the Shadow Sage, he always felt that his father was still the same as before, the iron-blooded emperor from the far south. But when Persif sat down, she felt different!
"Tell me first what the situation is like in Far South now?" Emperor Peisif was not in a hurry to ask the Shadow Sage and Mishu to take him back to Far South.
This week, Emperor Peisif figured everything out, or rather, he had a sudden realization... He realized everything, but that didn't mean he didn't care about Far South, the country he had worked so hard to build up.
"The Shadow Society rebelled collectively, but the rebellion was not led by Madam Mist Shadow. Madam Mist Shadow was killed a long time ago."
As Michelle spoke, she glanced at her father's severed left hand. She had always been worried that her father had been assassinated. During that time, Michelle was really devastated.
When Lu Cheng showed her the photo of Peisif still alive, Michele's hope of life was rekindled.
"I knew that the Shadow Society couldn't be so bold. There must be another group of people behind the scenes masterminding them. Was it the Duke of Blackwing who sent you away from the Far South? Or was it the Count of Lionheart?" Emperor Persif focused on inquiring about the current situation of several generals he trusted.
"The Duke of Blackwing... was also killed. I was unable to contact Count Lionheart, and it was someone from another country who saved me." Mishu said, gently pointing to the 'Serve the People' cup in Emperor Persif's hand.
Without Michel's words, Persif instantly understood what Michel meant.
"Duke Blackwing... How can the Shadow Society control my regime in this case? Could it be that Duke Chuiyue has rebelled?" Emperor Persif still had some confidence in the execution and self-control of his subordinates.
It would be fine if the two dukes raised the flag of rebellion, but it would be absolutely impossible for a group of strangers to suddenly appear and want to inform the Far South Empire.
"The shapeshifters of the Shadow Society have replaced most of the nobles in the Far South," said Mishu.
"How is this possible! Many nobles in the Far South know how to identify shapeshifters. It's impossible for those guys to replace so many people quietly. Was it after I was assassinated?"
Persif had taken this situation into consideration when he first trained the shapeshifters. He was the kind of person who would never let his own dog bite him back.
But this situation only exists when the dog is raised by oneself. When a completely unknown organization bestows favor on the Shadow Society... the Shadow Society gains the ability to resist.
"Is it possible that father..." Mishu said as his eyes drifted to the 'Serve the People' cup in Persif's hand.
"That's not possible." Peisif immediately shook his head and denied Michel's guess, that is, the mastermind behind everything was the Celestial Empire.
It was normal for Michaux to be suspicious since he didn't know much about the Celestial Empire, but after a superficial understanding, Persif realized... that such cunning tactics were completely unnecessary for the Celestial Empire.
"Michel, you came here this time to ask me to go back to the Far South, right?" Peisif noticed the puzzled expression on his daughter's face. He did not rush to answer what kind of country the Celestial Empire was. Instead, he asked about the question that Michel was most concerned about.