The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

“Your subordinate obeys!” Aemon kowtowed thrice, as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly scurried out of the room.

Just as Aemon was about to make his exit, Morgana suddenly called out, “Stop!”

Aemon’s back went cold and he swiftly turned around, trembling as he inquired, “M… My Lord… do you have any further commands?”

Morgana asked him, “How are the Three Elders?”

Relieved that Morgana was not pursuing the matter further, Aemon replied, bowing respectfully, “My Lord, the Three Elders are currently waiting in the secret hall.”

Morgana furrowed her brow and asked, “When I ordered their return, did you notice any changes in their demeanor?”

“This…” Aemon Mirren hesitated for a moment before respectfully answering, “Master, when you ordered their return, the Three Elders appeared somewhat displeased.”

“Displeased?” Morgana sneered and calmly said, “These three individuals are dissatisfied because I disturbed their seclusion. It seems that human nature works that way. Offer someone a bowl of rice and they may not show much gratitude. Take away half of their meal and they will hate you instead.”

Aemon cautiously asked, “My Lord, what do you think should be done?”

Morgana responded indifferently, “Rewards! Naturally, they should be rewarded! When you lead troops into battle, they should be rewarded for victory, rewarded for their exhaustion and rewarded for their fruitless efforts. However, the rewards will come later. Let them wait and allow them to complain silently. Rewarding them outright will make them feel entitled. It’s better to let them contemplate their previous complaints and feel a sense of shame when the time is right.”

Aemon was perplexed but could only offer flattery, saying, “The Lord is wise and I am inferior in comparison.”

hand impatiently. “Very well, go and prepare a place for them to stay. You shall accompany them for a few days and we

didn’t hesitate and quickly

a wall in the main

map, measuring six meters in height and twelve meters in width, was projected onto the entire wall. Her gaze fixed on Myanmar on the map, then shifted to the neighboring southern province and finally traveled to the Dian Mountains,

your side, yet

thought, Morgana’s mind instantly traveled back to 1650, more than

Mountains lay a forbidden place rarely visited by

settle there. The reason being that for hundreds of years, an unfathomable miasma had plagued

desperate souls, driven by curiosity, ventured into

cave where Morvel Bazin secluded himself for cultivation. The miasma was

to longevity, residing in these mountains

the mountains, they found

infuriating Morvel Bazin, he would never have coincidentally saved the two of them. It was through this rescue that Morvel Bazin learned of the sudden changes in the outside world, with the Han dynasty being overthrown by

his disciples, imparting his skills and allowing them to continue the fight against the invading rebels. As

that moment, Morgana’s thoughts jumped to

time, her sole focus was on joining her friend, who was like her older brother, Lucius Clark, in dedicating herself to the cause, even at

had not anticipated the formidable individuals and capable strangers he had gathered. The assassination failed and nearly all the righteous men