"Is this adequate?"
Outside the Qiankun Hall in Yundu, in the endless void outside, a voice suddenly emerged, questioning the Old Celestial Master who was always guarding outside the hall.
"At this stage, King Xiang is almost unbeatable, and the strength of that young lad from the Siao family is not inferior to King Xiang's. It would be best if they could stay calm and not engage each other; otherwise, even with the Four Holy Army to suppress them, it would be quite troublesome."
"What about the situation in the Royal Capital? Any news?"
"That person has already reached the Royal Capital, and will make a move within the next few days..."
"Who exactly does 'that person' refer to?"
A faint voice arose, and the Celestial Master, unsurprised, turned to look. At the entrance of Qiankun Hall, standing with his hands behind his back, was none other than the Emperor of the Central Plains, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe!
