Jiuyao City, Imperial City.
Under Ji Wuhui's orders, the entire official apparatus had sprung into action.
The Imperial Guards stationed there could see officials hurrying past with anxious expressions.
"So what exactly is His Majesty planning to do?"
"No idea. There's no related news on the Magic Phone either."
"From what I've heard, it seems they're preparing some kind of news."
"News? What does that mean...?"
Whispers rose among the Imperial Guards, their topic being the strange scene before them.
The great hall normally used for deliberations was now in an exceedingly busy state.
All kinds of information were gathered there through all kinds of channels, categorized and organized, eventually becoming words recorded on white paper.
Of course, a few minor episodes were inevitable during the process.
"Is there something wrong with your brain?! Phoenix Immortal Tower holding a huge sale tomorrow counts as meaningful news?! Get out, get out, get out!"
"This matter is already outdated. What we need is fresher news! The more recently it happened, the better!"
"His Majesty said the matter of the dragon's arrival isn't needed. Go prepare something else..."
When Elder Bai arrived at the great hall, he felt as though he had come to the center of Jiuyao City's marketplace.
That was the central place for selling all manner of goods. The flow of people was enormous, while the noise was enough to lift the roof clean off.
Now, the two places seemed to have little difference.
And the reason for all of this was the message Luo Chuan had sent Ji Wuhui through the Magic Phone.
"Your Majesty, will the thing the boss mentioned really bring about change?" Elder Bai could not help asking.
"To be honest, I don't know either." Ji Wuhui shrugged. "But the boss's words have never been wrong."