Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 910 870: Where Are My Loyal Ministers?

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However, amidst the lively discussions, this group of people were all circling around Lin Yi, suggesting that Lin Yi should inherit the throne.

They even went so far as to fabricate an entirely nonexistent identity for Lin Yi, instantly making him the Royal Family's Eldest Prince.

And he immediately became the current Yowang's elder brother.

If such an identity were to be announced, who in the world would dare disobey?

"Hehe, how can you be sure that I am Chen Shiren's real elder brother?"

Upon hearing their words, the corner of Lin Yi's mouth slightly lifted, his gaze coldly swept over each person present, and he asked in a very playful tone.

After hearing his question, everyone was initially stunned, then they all looked towards the elderly man leading the group, the present Chancellor.

This guy was indeed cunning and astute, with a quick turn of his eyes, he immediately responded:

"Young Master, I have enough discernment for this matter.

You must know that when you were young, Lao Chen always served by your side. It can be said that you were raised by Lao Chen himself; how could he be mistaken?

With just one glance, I, the old servant, can confirm that you are the Eldest Prince Chen Shimei."

Poof.

As soon as the old man's words came out, Lin Yi, sitting on stage, nearly choked on his own saliva.

He almost spat his saliva directly onto the guy's face.

What a situation, being called Chen Shimei—who could tolerate that?

"What did you say? What did you say my name is?"

The Chancellor, who had been speaking quite convincingly, was first stunned when Lin Yi suddenly interrupted, then hurriedly bowed, and explained:

"Reporting to the Eldest Prince, you are named Chen Shimei?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't bear it any longer; he kept waving his hand to interrupt the other's words and directly opened his mouth to explain:

"Alright, stop right there. I haven't used that name for a long time; now you can call me Lin Yi."

As soon as these words were spoken, the old guy was instantly stunned, then somewhat unbelievingly raised his head to glance at Lin Yi.

He was puzzled at why, at this moment, the person in front of him was concerned about a name.

His Eldest Prince was indeed named Chen Shimei; at this moment attaching this identity to him was the best choice.

But why did he insist on claiming he's named Lin Yi?

Although the surname is indeed very important, handed down from ancestors and not to be arbitrarily changed, compared to the throne, what does a surname count as?

Of course, speaking of quick reactions, this old guy was fast enough; after hearing Lin Yi's words, he immediately dropped to his knees with a thud and emitted a mournful cry:

"Eldest Prince, you have been wronged for so many years. You didn't even dare to use your real name and changed it to Lin Yi; it's all the fault of us ministers.

It is because of our incompetence that you suffered grievances; this is all our fault, all because of us—we are ashamed before the late king, ashamed before our ancestors."

Indeed, the old man's skill was quite formidable; as he cried out, the surrounding crowd also quickly chimed in.

In an instant, everyone was filled with rage and grief, desperate to rush to the inner palace and bring Chen Shiren to justice right away.

Of course, speaking of which, Yowang at the moment, that is Chen Shiren, was fiercely whipping the messenger eunuch in the inner palace.

At this moment, the eunuch had already collapsed on the ground, barely alive.

The guy indeed was ruthless; this beating was enough to ensure the eunuch had a hard time recovering.

Currently, the eunuch was curled up on the ground, holding his head, cursing Yowang thoroughly in his heart.

After prolonged beating, Yowang finally vented some of his anger, casually tossed the whip onto the ground nearby.

Only then he turned to head towards his seat, panting heavily.

Additionally, his gaze swept towards both sides, wanting to discuss with his trusted ministers about how to confront and handle this matter.

After all, at this moment, Lin Yi had already found his way to him, had reached the Imperial Council Hall.

Now how should he act to resolve this crisis, he needed to collaborate with these strategists.

After all, in this Dayou nation, among the influential ministers, only these few were aligned with him; only these few could share hardships with him.

However, as his gaze swept around, he suddenly froze, originally stepping towards his seat, he abruptly stopped in place.

His eyes searched in all directions again but still found no trace of his confidants, making him momentarily bewildered; where had all his reliable helpers gone?

At that moment, in the palace hall, aside from the fallen eunuch on the ground, only the terrified palace maids and eunuchs remained.

As for his reliable aides, their figures had vanished completely.

Instantly, he cast his eyes towards the remaining eunuchs, sternly shouting:

"Where have my trusted ministers gone?"

Upon hearing Yowang's question, everyone lowered their heads even further, none giving him an answer.

This only fueled his anger, prompting him to kick over a nearby candelabrum.

Still not quenched, he kicked over another candelabrum, angrily turned and glared at everyone, his tone filled with rage:

"Fools, you bunch of fools. Are you all deaf? Didn't hear my question? Where have my trusted ministers gone?"

To be honest, among the eunuchs present, some were indeed close to Yowang.

Like the eunuch who has always served by Yowang's side.

Seeing Yowang's wrath, only he nervously answered:

"Reporting to the Lord, the Chancellor and others have gone towards the Imperial Council Hall."

Upon hearing this, Yowang was instantly stunned.

His gaze immediately shifted towards the speaking eunuch while thoughts quickly raced through his mind.

Could it be that his reliable aides have already gone to handle the situation for him? Could it be they have devised a plan against Lin Yi and are now executing it?

[To be continued...]