Everyone, seeing what was happening, didn't understand and gravitated toward the emperor, trying to find a safe spot.
The emperor was momentarily stunned before realizing that the soldiers appearing in the courtyard were dressed in Xueyan Country's military attire, staring wide-eyed at the leading general.
The emperor, furious, slammed his hand on the table and rose, "How dare you, Chen Tao! Are you planning to rebel?"
Chen Tao looked toward the surrounded emperor, stepped forward, and cupped his fist, "Your Majesty, I would not dare."
"Withdraw your troops at once," he snorted coldly, his face ashen, his piercing gaze sweeping toward Chen Tao.
"Forgive me, my lord, but I only follow the orders of the Great Marshal," Chen Tao said with a rigid posture, his voice booming, unwavering as he spoke to the emperor in front of him.
"You... scoundrel." Enraged and frantic, he grabbed the teacup from the table and hurled it at General Chen Tao.