In the main halls of the Imperial Palace, Ji Chengxue was dressed in golden imperial robes. With hands held behind his back, he paced around the main halls, with his chest puffed and his face clouded by anxiety.
He slowed his steps once in a while, then lifted his head to peer into the distance. His brows were tightly knitted. It was hard to tell what he had on his mind.
Suddenly, the sharp voice of a young eunuch resounded from outside of the main halls.
"Your Majesty, General Xiao Meng seeks your audience."
This shrill voice reverberated within the main halls. A trace of joy suddenly smeared across Ji Chengxue's face, and he quickly responded: "Please let him in."
Xiao Meng was dressed in full body armor. He stepped in from outside of the main halls with a helpless expression and a bitter smile.
