The Emperor cast a murky glance at the Eldest Princess, conveying a sense of supremacy.
"The Emperor's intention is not to ascend that Nine-tier Platform. He seems willing to forsake the kingdom and administration, insisting on a fatal confrontation." The Eldest Princess raised her chin, a faint smile tugging at her lips, her eyes filled with seasoned humor. "If the Emperor has such a plan, this old body thinks he might as well suspend such thoughts..."
Before the Eldest Princess could finish, the Emperor sneered and walked toward the screen set between two twenty-three-headed flower lamps: "Then let's see... whether it's me who gives up the thought or Bai Qingyan, that traitor. Aunt, don't forget... once Bai Qingyan enters the city, matters will be beyond your control. At least in this Luohong City, it's still my word that counts!"
