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The writing on the Heavenly Tome faded away, returning once more to a blank expanse.
The Cloud Envoy lowered his head with utmost respect. “Monitoring fluctuations in that divine artifact is our duty.”
In other words: don’t blame the gods.
Lord Emperor pointed at the altar. “You’re relying on that thing?”
“Yes.” The cloud-messenger’s expression was solemn. “That, too, is a divine object.”
“Send Bai Ziqi. Have him head south at dawn and find out as quickly as possible.” While turning to leave, the Lord Emperor’s voice turned flat and indifferent as he said, “Take the pot and kill whoever’s holding it. End it once and for all.”
* * *
Sun Fuling was not home.
He Lingchuan sprawled atop the wall, looking into her courtyard. Flowers and greenery flourished inside, especially the dozens of enormous hydrangeas crammed into the corner, blooming with a rare blue-violet hue.
The yard had not been like this before. In the past, it had been so bare and empty that you would think even a thief would weep upon breaking in.
Under the eaves, a shell wind-chime tinkled, as though accusing its owner of vanishing again for no reason.
And yet He Lingchuan’s own courtyard was still neat as before. The plants stood upright, the fish in the vat were lively, not a single one missing. Clearly, whenever he was away, Sun Fuling came...
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