"Have it your way!"
Chen Qing nodded, "I understand. You seldom venture out. After I quell the Imperial Capital's succession strife, I will stay a few more days in the Capital."
Miao Ying said: "That won't do. The Miao God will not allow it."
Chen Qing replied: "Don't worry, what I say won't incur blame from the Miao God. Even if there is any blame, it will fall on me."
After saying this, Chen Qing and Miao Ying parted ways, hurriedly returning to their respective temporary palaces under the cover of night.
Late at night, after summoning Feng Yi, Li Chonghuan entered the court to pay respects to the Emperor.
Everyone began to discern the signs; it was a move for the third son-in-law to seize the throne!
All three were leaders of a Great Sect, and behind the scenes, they were divvying up control of the Dragon race.
Their intervention meant a storm of blood and violence was inevitable.
The Imperial Capital was on the brink of being engulfed in Wind and Rain!
