"Ask the Sword Emperor for help? I really want to, but he is busy with his sect's opening. Wouldn't it be untimely to ask for his help now?" Zhou Chengxin said with a frown. It was Zhou Xuanji who had made him emperor. There had been a lot of dissension in the royal palace ever since, so he wanted to prove that he did not need to rely on Zhou Xuanji for everything.
He believed that Zhou Xuanji had the same expectations on him.
But Xitan Changshi was reasonable. So he could only sigh.
"What is it? Say it."
Zhou Xuanji's voice came and shocked both of them.
They turned around and saw Zhou Xuanji sitting on a chair in the study, swaying about.
Zhou Chengxin walked up to him, pleasantly surprised.
"What brings you here?" He asked.
Zhou Xuanji replied with a smile, "To visit an old friend. Tell me, what is it? I will help you settle it."
Great Zhou was an empire after all. How could it be destroyed so easily?
