Seeing that the Grand Preceptor had not responded for a long time, the Emperor's expression became more anxious. He even took a step forward and got closer to the other party.

"Grand Preceptor, what should we do now?" he asked urgently, eager for the other party to give him some advice.

But he failed to see the disgust in the other person's slightly lowered eyes.

The Imperial Advisor abruptly took a step back, distancing himself from the emperor, who was dressed in a bright yellow robe.

It was this very action that made the emperor realize he had been too excited and almost offended the imperial advisor. He immediately straightened his back and dared not make any further movements.

"If it's gone, then it's gone," the Grand Preceptor said calmly, showing no intention of taking action.

Now the emperor was truly anxious. He seemed to think he had misheard and subconsciously took a step back.

Although he was angry, he was still able to remain calm because he knew who was standing behind the entire royal family.

The Grand Preceptor is like a legendary figure; no one knows how long he has lived. All that is known is that the order of the Canglan Continent has become what it is today, thanks to the Grand Preceptor's influence and efforts.

There are also many different opinions about the royal family's secret realm.

Some say that this secret realm was created by the Imperial Advisor specifically for the rise of the imperial family, but apart from those fanatical followers of the Imperial Advisor, almost no one believes this claim.

What most people believed was that the Imperial Advisor had discovered the royal family's secret realm and then developed a key that could open it.

There are many legends about the Imperial Advisor, but most people think that it is a deification of him.

"Imperial Preceptor, you...you can't abandon me! You are the Imperial Preceptor!" The emperor, calming his fear, hurriedly spoke up.

"There's nothing I can do about this." The Grand Preceptor's tone remained indifferent, his words neither cold nor warm, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

"What am I supposed to do?! People from other families are chasing after me asking..."

"You ask me what to do?" The Grand Preceptor suddenly raised his eyes, revealing a pair of silver-white eyes with a subtle hint of blue.

Even though there was no emotion in his eyes, he still gave off a cold feeling.

"I..." The emperor, whose realm had reached the Spirit Venerable level, was so frightened by this one look that he took a step back, and for a moment he forgot what he was going to say.

"You clearly know what to do, so why ask me?" The Grand Preceptor calmly shifted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and flicked the wide sleeves of his white robe, withdrawing his imposing aura and returning to his previous calm demeanor.

The emperor, relieved that he was no longer being watched, belatedly realized that he had been stunned by a single glance from the other party. Keep in mind that the other party had only used a glance and had not even exerted the pressure of his cultivation level.

The emperor felt a chill of fear.

"What should I do? Please tell me."

"Why not just return what you shouldn't have taken?" the Grand Preceptor said calmly, his tone as if he hadn't noticed the other party's greed.

Upon hearing this answer, the emperor's face stiffened.

He naturally knew this method, but once something was in his pocket, there was no reason to take it away. Besides, he didn't come here to hear about such a method.

"Imperial Advisor, I..." The emperor looked up, wanting to say something more. He thought that even if there was no other way, he had to persuade the Imperial Advisor to go and appease the troublemaking families.

The Imperial Advisor's authority in the capital is irreplaceable, as long as he is willing to step forward and act on his behalf.

The emperor was thinking in a somewhat delirious way.

If the Imperial Advisor knew what the other party was thinking, he would only sneer.

Why did you step in for him?

Does he even deserve it?

Before the emperor could even voice his thoughts, he was swept away by a sudden gust of wind. As he was being shoved outside in a disheveled state, he vaguely heard the other person say two words: "Noisy."

The royal elders guarding the entrance to the Imperial Preceptor's residence were all speechless when they saw him being thrown out in such a disheveled state. They all kept their lips tightly shut, afraid that if they spoke up, they would be used as a scapegoat.

After a moment of silence, the Grand Elder spoke first: "How is it?"

Although their emperor was so humiliated by being kicked out by the Grand Preceptor, the Grand Elder still asked this question with a glimmer of hope.

After all, their city lord only possessed the royal seal because of the imperial advisor's favor, and even those of them who were of the same lineage benefited from it.

Consequently, they naturally felt that the Imperial Preceptor treated the Emperor differently.

"The Imperial Advisor refuses to come forward." The Emperor, who had previously been as timid as a chick in front of the Imperial Advisor, now exuded an air of authority, his every glance carrying immense pressure.

"How is this possible?!" the Grand Elder exclaimed in disbelief, then realized his tone was off and quickly softened it: "Weren't you chosen by the Grand Preceptor? You have a good relationship with the Grand Preceptor, why don't you go and talk to him again?"

Upon hearing the Grand Elder's words, the Emperor felt nothing but urge to beat someone up.

If there were truly any room for negotiation, would he have been swept out in such a disheveled state by a gust of wind?!

"The resources those families used to purchase the secret realm keys are still in the warehouse. You can send people to distribute them later," the emperor conceded.

You have to understand, he never thought of compromising when he entered this house, but now that the Grand Preceptor has this attitude, if those families are allowed to continue making trouble, they may not be able to keep things stable.

Although the royal family is powerful, one or two families can resist them, but if these dozen or so families join forces, the royal family will definitely not be able to withstand them.

"No!" The Second Elder immediately objected to the idea as soon as the Emperor finished speaking.

The emperor was getting impatient. He raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze to the Second Elder who had spoken.

The displeasure in his eyes almost materialized.

However, the Second Elder ignored this gaze.

"Our clan didn't gain much benefit from the secret realm this time. If we return all these resources, I'm afraid that before the secret realm opens again, the number one royal family in the world will be overtaken by other families."

The Second Elder had no selfish motives, and everything he said made sense. Everyone understood the reasoning, but if this thing wasn't returned, it wouldn't take long before those people started making a scene.

“I agree with the Second Elder. It’s a one-off deal, there’s no reason to return it. Let them make a fuss, but the resources can’t be returned!” another elder said.

The emperor looked over and saw the elder who had spoken. He was two realms lower than the emperor, yet he was speaking arrogantly.

Two words flashed through his mind: Idiot!

"Since you are both willing to return the supplies, then the Second Elder will be in charge of this matter." The Emperor stared at the two men with icy eyes.

Even though he was in a sorry state, he was still far superior to these people.

"this……"