บท 267: As You Were Saying... Which Dish Did You Find Unsatisfying?

The Imperial City of the Light Wind Empire.

In the empty main halls sat a silent Ji Chengxue. He clutched a letter in his hands so tightly that the pages had become wrinkled. His bloodshot eyes widened as he stared at this letter in shock.

After quite a while, as if a tight string finally loosened, Ji Chengxue sagged into the throne. It felt like all the energy in his body has been sucked out.

The letter also fluttered onto the floor.

"Dead… Chief Eunuch Lian is actually… dead." Ji Chengxue muttered with dull eyes and a bitter face. He was now filled with regret. Why did he ever approve Lian Fu's mission to personally capture Ji Chengyu, as it merely brought upon a tragedy at the end.