Just then, the recording mirror shone, leaving the people in the room startled. They knew that the call from the imperial court had arrived.

Sang Hong glanced outside the room and didn’t see Zu An anywhere. He sighed. Zu An had said that he would definitely hurry back in time, so he had actually carried that unrealistic hope. If he thought about it, though, it was obvious that there was no way Zu An could return to Cloudcenter Commandery from the fiend race territory in under half a year.

He gathered his composure to prevent others from sensing anything. Then, he walked over to the dark mirror and began controlling the runes. Soon afterward, the surface of the mirror rippled like water, and an image of the throne room appeared.

Two rows of subjects were lined up within, all dressed in official robes. Even though the people on this side were all the most powerful individuals in Cloudcenter Commandery, in terms of importance, they were nothing compared to the big shots from the capital. Most Cloudcenter residents would never even have a chance to witness what the morning court session looked like. Even through the recording mirror, they could feel the pressure coming from those court big shots.

However, those courtiers weren’t...