The Prime Minister glared at him fiercely, and said irritably, "What on earth is going on?"
The steward covered his mouth with both hands, his eyes swirling helplessly as he looked at the Prime Minister, unsure whether to speak or remain silent, and fell quiet.
"I'm asking you! Deaf?"
"...!"
"If you don't speak, there's no need to speak ever again."
The Prime Minister was extremely frustrated, wondering why his servants were all so dim-witted—truly infuriating him.
"Speak, I will speak."
Thus, the steward narrated everything he had just overheard at the gate to the Prime Minister.
"What? These unruly people dare accuse me?" The Prime Minister was startled; the Emperor valued public sentiment highly, and if he knew about this huge blunder, he definitely wouldn't be on his side.
"Exactly! That's why I rushed in to report to the Prince."
"Oh dear, what should I do?" The Prime Minister paced anxiously back and forth.
"Prime Minister, is what they said true?"
"What incident?"
