The magnificent and grand palace buildings stood tall like immortal warriors. 

Lin Xun returned alone along the same path.

His meeting with the empress resulted in neither a punishment nor a reward. Surprisingly, however, Mister Lu’s name had been mentioned. He had learned that Mister Lu wasn’t only a reclusive rune master as he had previously thought. 

On the contrary, the emperor had paid a huge price to Mister Lu for him to create a rune armament: the Sword of Apocalypse for the Empress! 

“Mister Lu can’t be an ordinary person. Even Her Majesty doesn’t know about Mister Lu’s origin. Why did he...why did he live in the mine prison?”

Lin Xun pondered as he navigated the palace paths.

“Kid, wait!”

A voice rang behind him, snapping Lin Xun out of his deep thoughts. 

He turned his head around and saw a chubby middle-aged man in a luxurious robe trying to catch up to him. 

“Elder, why are you here?”

To Lin Xun’s surprise, the middle-aged man was Zhao Tailai, the owner of the Sky Martial Arena....