"Your Majesty, Young Master Zhou has already ordered the Martial Emperor's relics to be delivered,"
Below the Qin Yang Palace, a venerable elder stood with his body bowed. His form was thin and his aged face was covered in wrinkles, yet his skin remained smooth, devoid of a single hair.
This Old Eunuch held a very high status in the Palace, to the extent that even the Eight Great Supervisors addressed him as Old Ancestral Founder.
He was Mo Huaixian, the one who had served two sacred dragons and was known by the outside world as the No.1 Expert in the Palace.
"This little guy has never let us down,"
Within the Green Gauze Mosquito Net, surrounded by incense burning, the Qin Emperor's voice emerged faintly.
"Your Majesty, in the end, the Black Sky Sect still made their move," whispered Mo Huaixian.
"Having controlled it for two thousand years, what haven't they sacrificed? How could they simply give up?" the Qin Emperor said indifferently.