The three of them gazed at the sky's sea of blood, sighing with relief.
"Your Majesty, now that the Qingzhou Alliance issue has been resolved, I believe all hurdles to Qingzhou's grand plan have been cleared," said Zhou Chuanyong, his sturdy frame seeming small next to the white-robed man.
"Not necessarily," the white-robed king said, shaking his head. "Do you know why I care so much about the Qingzhou Alliance?"
Zhou Chuanyong perked up, eager to know the answer to a question that had lingered in his heart for a while. It puzzled him why the king had overlooked the master of Wuji Mountain, who had caused the Sacred Heart Sect significant trouble, and instead focused on the Qingzhou Alliance, a group of promising yet inexperienced young individuals.
