In the courtyard, Jiang Lan sat at a stone table reading a book.
Xiao Yu was looking at his arm as if she wanted to find a scar.
"No more." Xiao Yu smiled.
"Junior Brother, didn't I say that I controlled it very well?"
Jiang Lan glanced at Xiao Yu without saying anything.
It had been so many days before he fully recovered.
Furthermore, did this dragon not reflect on itself?
He didn't think too much about this, and he was thinking about tomorrow. Tomorrow was the appointed time with Imperial Lord Xi He. At that time, he would know what Imperial Lord Xi He's plan was.
Seizing the Central Palace wasn't easy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to wait so long and even start the fortuitous opportunity battle.
It seemed that he was able to only seize the Central Palace after the others had become stronger.
He had planned for nearly a thousand years.
