75: Chapter 75 How do a ruler's teeth and virtue compare?

"He wants to divorce me?!"

Seraphie was completely stunned when she received the registered letter. "Did he meet someone else over at the battle satellite?"

"I don't know, I'm just a messenger," the messenger Cheng Yu replied. "However, according to the 'Imperial Truth,' the Emperor only allows the female side to file for divorce, so as long as you don't agree, there's nothing he can do."

"Of course I don't agree!"

Seraphie's eyes welled up with tears. She wanted to tear up the registered letter immediately... but she couldn't.

Official registered letters in the Cheng Yu Empire were made of a special type of paper and held legal weight.

"Then do you want to refuse the letter? Please sign here."

"I am not refusing it, I want to sue!"

...

The best time of the day is the morning.

Duke Drake's eldest son, young Drake, was dozing off at his official desk.

He was naturally a lazy person. Back in the Corpse Emperor Empire, he loved to slack off, and now that he had arrived at the Cheng Yu Empire, he continued to slack off.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of a massive drum startled young Drake, who had been nodding off at his desk, awake.

"What... what is that noise? Is there another riot in the Hive City?!"

The Imperial Capital's Nine Gates Commander, young Drake, scrambled to get up in a panic, but his stomach hit the corner of the table... causing him to gasp in pain.

"Reporting to you, my lord, someone is beating the grievance drum," his Advisor Cheng Yu said while organizing the case files.

"The grievance drum... who has a grievance? No... this grievance drum was set up by Cheng Yu when the Imperial Capital was founded; no one has ever beaten it before!"

"Boom! Boom-boom! Boom-boom-boom!" The sound of the grievance drum beating grew louder and louder.

"Stop beating it, stop beating it!" young Drake said, hurriedly putting on his official robes and hat. "The grievance is getting bigger the more you beat it!"

...

"Court is now in session!" This was young Drake's first time using the gavel, and the vibration made his hand ache.

"Power... Might!" Twenty-six of Cheng Yu's yamen runner clones beat their wooden staves in unison.

Seraphie, who had beaten the drum to voice her grievance, was brought into the main hall.

"Who is below the dais, and what is your grievance?" The wings on young Drake's official hat wobbled.

"This humble woman, Seraphie von Creed, wishes to sue my husband. This is my petition, along with the attachments serving as evidence!"

A yamen runner Cheng Yu handed what Seraphie had presented to young Drake's desk.

"Oh..." Young Drake finished reading the petition, the copy of the marriage certificate, and the breakup letter from Overachiever Cheng Yu... This case would be very easy to judge.

The 'Imperial Truth' had very clear instructions on how to handle such situations.

Thinking this, young Drake was about to throw down his command token to close the case.

"Ahem." Advisor Cheng Yu waved his feather fan and coughed twice. "My lord, take another look."

Young Drake looked carefully again... Sure enough, it was missing the defendant's identity information. In such cases, it usually meant the defendant was currently serving in the military and held a high rank, which was why the file couldn't be transferred to him.

And thinking about it more carefully, the surname "von Creed" sounded so familiar.

"Person below the dais, what is your father's name?"

"Cassian von Creed!" Seraphie's words were resonant and forceful. "I want to sue my husband for abandoning me after seducing me, for deceiving my feelings!"

"Ah, Lord Inquisitor Cassian... this, this, this..."

Young Drake panicked. On one side was the daughter of a high Inquisitor of the Corpse Emperor Empire, and on the other was a high-ranking military official of the Cheng Yu Empire. He must have committed some evil in his past life to be stationed here; how did he end up running into this?

He shouldn't have come here in the first place. When he was being blackmailed by Inquisitor Vera Istvan—well, now she was Consort Vera Istvan—he should have just taken her down with him. How peaceful it would have been to just die!

"Advisor, what should I do?" young Drake asked in a low voice.

"Allow me to take a look." Advisor Cheng Yu took the petition and attachments, examining them closely. He stroked his beard, rolled his eyes, and a plan immediately came to mind.

"Ms. Creed, I know you are anxious, but I advise you not to be."

Advisor Cheng Yu waved his feather fan. "The postmark on this letter is from our dynasty's garrison point in Warp. The power of Chaos corruption there is severe. Although your husband wrote a breakup letter, it... might not have been his true intention. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Warp?! Not a battle satellite?!" Seraphie really hadn't noticed the postmark.

In an instant, she thought of all sorts of possibilities. For example, her man had already turned into a monster, and because he didn't want to drag her down, he had tearfully written the breakup letter.

Or, for instance, this letter actually came from the future. It wasn't that the other party was abandoning her, but that she would despise him, and to avoid seeing her look of disdain, her future husband had sent the letter to the past through Warp.

"Can you withdraw the lawsuit now?" Advisor Cheng Yu smiled.

"Mm-hmm, I withdraw the lawsuit." Seraphie nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"In the future, don't beat the grievance drum randomly, understand?" Advisor Cheng Yu waved his feather fan.

"Understood."

After Seraphie left, young Drake was absolutely filled with admiration for Advisor Cheng Yu. As expected of a clone of Main Body, his brain was just too useful.

Advisor Cheng Yu smiled without saying anything. The 'Imperial Truth' contained a saying: "Between husband and wife, what is most important? It is communication."

If there is any conflict, the young couple should just close the door and talk it out while lying in bed. After chatting for a while, they would make up; why go to court for no reason?

...

Archer Cheng Yu clan leader's residence.

Archer Cheng Yu had now promoted his former concubine Cassandra to his legal wife, and he was extremely respectful to her, obeying her every word—he was even more obedient than a biological son.

"Wife, how should I reply to this note from the Emperor?" Archer Cheng Yu had basically given up on thinking for himself.

The content of the note written by Main Body was... "On Age and Virtue, how?"

On the surface, Main Body seemed to be scolding Archer Cheng Yu for being old enough to know better, yet having no character to speak of. It was the kind of thing said when one was about to fall out with someone.

In reality, the Emperor was simply asking... "Between you and young Drake, who is older?"

Of course, if Archer Cheng Yu did two more wicked things recently, the interpretation of this sentence could change back to the meaning above. The final right of interpretation lay with the Emperor. In any case, I have already warned you; do not say that you were not forewarned.

After Cassandra explained it to her husband once, Archer Cheng Yu suddenly understood.

"But I haven't done anything wicked recently, have I?"

"Heh... you've gone and forcibly taken two more women outside, haven't you?" Cassandra rolled her eyes.

"What do you mean by forcibly taken? They were all willing." Seeing Cassandra was unhappy, Archer Cheng Yu immediately said in a soft, gentle tone, "It was all just playing around; in my heart, there is only you, my wife."

"That's enough out of you. The proportion of women in the Empire is extremely low, and the Emperor only has two wives. You're taking up so many; aren't you afraid of incurring public wrath!"

"This ends here. From now on, I will listen to everything you say!" Archer Cheng Yu patted his chest in guarantee.