The palace master of the Hateful Palace waved his hand, and a mask appeared on his hand, revealing his true appearance. It was the former Imperial preceptor of the East Feng Kingdom, Yuan Ji.
Yuan Ji was still as cold and indifferent as before. “His Majesty Fenghua is indeed intelligent beyond compare. May I know what business you have with me?”
Yun Chujiu said with a smile, “I don’t have any business. I’m only giving you a few words of advice out of old feelings. Your Hateful Palace will suffer a crushing defeat sooner or later anyway, so why are you still here bitterly holding on?
“Since you are all from the northern continent, then obediently return to the northern continent. Don’t you people Miss Your Loved Ones?
“Moreover, the spiritual Qi in the northern continent is much denser than in the southern continent. Why must you suffer here?”