Inside the palace of the northern royal court, everyone, including Gong Yuan, felt a deep sense of foreboding as a myriad of complex emotions buffeted them. As a result, Si Qing's loss of composure went completely ignored. As the spy continued to disclose what had happened in the City of Southwind, gasps echoed one after another in the hall. 0

Si Qing had the most magnificent expression among them. His face was a mix of green and white while his eyes flashed with both anger and regret. He had never imagined that the young man who had been forced out of the Xia Kingdom like a stray dog would return in such shocking fashion. He had learned from the reports that Li Luo not only possessed immense strength of his own, but was backed by a peak power. Compared to that, the entire royal court under Gong Yuan, much less House Jinque, was no more than an ant.1

"How could this..."0

Si Qing was simmering with regret. He wished...0