"It will naturally be best if we can kill him, but what do we do if we don't kill him? And don't forget that even now, the palace has not made the slightest noise. Perhaps…the Empress is also hesitating."
Tianhai Chenwu gazed in the direction of the distant Dew Platform, his face showing exhaustion and disappointment. For the imperial throne, he had plotted and prepared for ten-odd years, yet it was apparent that the path forward was still shrouded in darkness. Perhaps it would be very painful, but he had to begin considering other paths.
"Is Father not concerned about matters of the future?" Tianhai Shengxue asked.
