He opened the door without hesitation.
The King was seated in front of the desk, with a book in his hands, reading. Many books were on the shelf behind him, which must have been delivered to Qianqing Palace by the King's order.
The King was about to lecture the servants, when he heard the door opening, but when he looked up, he saw Zhou Huaijin in a silver mask.
His book dropped. He was in disbelief and frightened.
"You! How is that possible?!" The King pointed at him.
He had millions of imperial soldiers, who were guarding him like iron and bronze. How could this happen?
How could people from the Shadow Door come in so easily?
It was impossible!
It was impossible!
Could this be the end of it?
No!!!!
He needed the throne. He needed to have the immortal pills, and he needed the Golden Rolls!
The King thumped his head, constantly.
"Someone!! Get the people from Piaomiao Pavilion!" The King shouted.
