"Crown Prince, we have found traces of the Imperial Preceptor."
Little Treasure sat in front of the window. He was already 11 years old, but he had already become a handsome young man.
He was dressed in a red robe with cloud sleeves with Xuan patterns. He had his eyes lowered, and his slender and beautiful fingers were playing the zither like flowing clouds and flowing water. Under his long eyelashes, there was something flashing in his eyes that no one could catch, but wanted to peek at.
Heavenly Soldier stood at the side, not daring to go forward. After coming here, the strength of the heir-apparent had increased to an unprecedented level. As expected, in the 21st century, humans... No matter what they wanted to do, they could not improve as much as the experience gained from the Nine Netherworld Continent.
