C20 (1/2)

In the middle of the night, in a luxurious jade palace, the Palace Mistress carefully moved the Night Pearls that lit up the night sky for Emperor Xun to read. Above the highest level, a Emperor Xun in white pajamas sat upright in front of the collapsed emperor, expressionless, pursing his lips without even lifting his head.

The appearance of a ruler in a nation of Hong Huang Kingdom had always been a topic of interest for the common folk. However, compared to the rumors of ”Divine Monarch Xuanwu”, which was rumored to be ”tall and steady”, ”tall and sturdy”, ”mighty and hard”, and ”awe-inspiring”, the appearance of the people, the appearance of which was rumoured to be very different — when Emperor Xun ascended the throne, his mother had only turned 19.

Now that twenty years had passed and Emperor Xun was about to enter his prime, he was still as good-looking as ever. His eyes were bright and he maintained them well, giving off the vibe of a pure and fresh youth.

At this moment, he was waving his brush in circles. His long hair was casually tied behind his back, and the sharp brows of his stern face were slightly knitted. After taking off his yellow robe, the man retracted the noble aura that he could not afford to look at. At a glance, he did not seem any different from an ordinary person.

Your Majesty!

With a crisp sound, a clean white robe with a white iris accessory appeared in the corner of Emperor Xun's eyes. Emperor Xun did not raise his head, his tone was calm.

I have just received an encrypted letter from Priest Luo, which he sent over with great speed and whip. He said that the person who was controlling the Python in Lord Zuo Qiming's residence while attacking it a few days ago had a tattoo of a Elite Armament, which was exclusive to the Mu Clan.

The ink pen in Emperor Xun's hand paused, and his tone turned sharp. Are you sure it was the white iris?

The other party didn't even dare to raise his head. His voice trembled as he replied … In reply to Your Majesty, this subordinate has repeatedly confirmed that the picture that the Master Luo added is indeed … It was the same as the tattoos on his subordinate's body, a similar design …

With a loud clanging sound, the Emperor Xun was infuriated for a few meters. He waved his sleeves and knocked over the table. It is not enough to impersonate the soldiers of the Mu Clan who have painstakingly trained for This King, and he even dares to sow discord between This King and Zuo Qiming! To act so wantonly and even try to frame this king in the end?

Please calm your anger, your majesty! The white-robed subordinate immediately knelt down and reported, ”Reporting to Your Majesty, that traitor has committed suicide!” Master Luo felt that something was amiss when he found out about the Iris tattoo, so he decided to destroy the evidence while no one was looking!

Emperor Xun stabilized himself, supporting his forehead with his hand, he looked exhausted. What about Master Zuo?

In reply to Your Majesty, General Zuotimin knew nothing of this matter. Subordinate had already sent people to investigate the true identity of the traitor — the daughter of the corrupt official, Tian Jin, who had been seized by General Zuo and sentenced to death. The purpose of this action was to avenge his father.

This matter did not affect the deep trust and friendship between the king and the general.

Emperor Xun waved his hand, signalling for the other party to leave. After passing down the message to him, he wanted to increase the Mu Clan's recruitment process.

A gust of cold night wind blew, and in the long carved corridor outside the palace, other than the footsteps of the palace guards, there was the occasional sound of frogs moving in the grass. In the vast palace, there were barely any signs of movement.

A pair of exquisite white shoes stepped into the shadows beside a palace wall. Two or three masked figures dressed in black flew out of the eaves in front of him. Are you all right?

Have you done all the things I told you to do? The white-robed person who was addressed as ”Master” spoke indifferently. His tone was so cold that it could break the ice. It was completely different from the sonorous voice in the hall.

When I returned to the Lord, the little one had already dug up the Iris tattoo on the back of the dead woman's neck, as instructed by the Lord.

Very good. In the darkness, the string of white irises at his waist shone with a faint white light, too bright for the white robe. The head of the Elite Armament, Mu Fengxian, stood with his hands behind his back. Her tone was faint, and she actually dared to frame His Majesty. If she angered His Majesty, even ten lives wouldn't be enough to let her live.

Kill them to make an example of others and pass down my orders. If you find another person with malicious intents within my Elite Armament's Mu family, they will all die without a complete corpse.

Yes!

On the other side of the city, a long-haired man in a vermilion coat, his legs crossed as he leaned against a sloping wall, his eyes wide open. He looked at the illusory magic array in his hands, which seemed to dissipate like smoke, and laughed out loud in the darkness. He was unable to calculate the power of the Priestess' Fiery Eyes of Truth.

That foolish woman is also talkative enough. It's good if she dies, otherwise, if she didn't point the right way, my identity would be exposed. The man's slender fingers nimbly flitted about. Immediately, a large circle of light that was radiating warm flames rose up in the dark room. It was like a mirror that clearly reflected the man's face.

The man snapped his fingers, and the image of Chaxianyu and the others laughing at each other changed.