As the commander of the imperial guards, Xia Yu carried himself with confidence.
Chu Yangping frowned slightly, about to speak—
But before he could, a voice bood from deep within the Imperial City.
"So it turns out that the Palace Lord of Silver Moon Palace has arrived in Nine Stars City. My apologies for not welcoming you sooner!"
"Xia Yu!"
"Your Majesty! I am here!"
"Escort our esteed guests from Silver Moon Palace directly to the palace."
"Understood!" Xia Yu bowed respectfully.
Chu Yangping's frown deepened.
Sothing felt off.
He had co here to demand justice, yet Ji Wuhui was treating him like a VIP?
That didn't fit the Heavenly Star Emperor's usual deanor.
"Palace Lord, should we proceed with caution?" one of the elders whispered.
"This could be a trap..." another murmured.
Chu Yangping sneered.
"A trap? If I refuse to enter, wouldn't that make a coward? Let's go!"
With a flick of his sleeve, he strode into the Imperial City.
The four elders hesitated briefly before quickly following.
—
Inside the grand hall, Ji Wuhui sat upon his imperial throne.
Across from him, Chu Yangping and the four elders stood rigidly.
The air was tense.
"Ji Wuhui, I have only one reason for coming here," Chu Yangping stated coldly.
"Not long ago, my son was killed in Nine Stars City. As the ruler of this empire, I assu you're aware of this?"
A chilling pressure emanated from him.
Ji Wuhui nodded solemnly.
"I am aware. I wanted to intervene, but unfortunately, I was too late."
He sighed. "Brother Chu, I truly regret what happened."
His acting was impeccable.
The sorrow on his face looked almost genuine.
Chu Yangping, however, cursed him in his heart.
"Old fox."
Unmoved, he pressed on.
"Let's not waste ti. Tell who killed my son."
His eyes narrowed, his voice sharp.
"This is Nine Stars City, the imperial capital. Don't tell you have no idea who did it."
His aura surged, the pressure of a Pathseeker cultivator filling the hall.
If Ji Wuhui refused, he was prepared to act.
To Chu Yangping's surprise, Ji Wuhui nodded without hesitation.
"Alright. I'll tell you."
Chu Yangping blinked.
...That was too easy.
Even the four elders were caught off guard.
They had been ready for battle, but Ji Wuhui wasn't even putting up a fight!
With a calm smile, Ji Wuhui relayed the information about Origin Mall.
Of course, he only revealed a fraction of the truth.
As for Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan's true strength and identities?
Ji Wuhui kept that to himself.
"If all goes well, maybe Chu Yangping will just get himself killed."
—
After obtaining the information, Chu Yangping and his group left the Imperial City.
"Palace Lord, do you think Ji Wuhui's words can be trusted?" one of the elders asked.
Chu Yangping smirked.
"He has no reason to lie. Besides, the person we're dealing with is just a cultivator. Ji Wuhui wouldn't risk offending Silver Moon Palace over him."
He gazed toward the direction of Origin Mall.
A cold killing intent surged around him.
"The ti for revenge has finally co."
—
anwhile, in the virtual world...
Ti always seed to fly by.
A system notification appeared—
Ga ti for the day had ended.
Xia Yuan removed his helt, sighing helplessly.
"Still not enough ti..."
He'd have to wait until tomorrow to play again.
But at least his strength had improved significantly.
He could feel it. His cultivation was pushing ever closer to Eminence.
A broad smile spread across his face.
In the real world, Soaring Cloud Academy's players began logging out as well—one after another.
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