At this moment, inside the Young Emperor Palace.
Mo Huan held one of Tower Master Mo Yu's hands and said excitedly, "Dad! Look, Tianming won! And he gave that overbearing Young Emperor a ruthless lesson!"
"Mm, it was indeed a beautiful victory." Tower Master Mo Yu nodded, though his expression remained calm. "But it is still too early to celebrate. Although Tianming has minimized the offense to the Li Imperial Clan, the Young Emperor's own bloodline may not simply pretend that nothing happened..."
Mo Huan took it in stride. She smiled and said, "This is already the best possible outcome. The Young Emperor came at him like a starving wolf, determined to sink his teeth in. Even if kicking him away meant getting scratched, Tianming could not just let him keep gnawing at him, could he? Even if this brings some trouble, it was unavoidable."
Tower Master Mo Yu smiled at that. "True."
Li Tianming, Li Muyun, and Li Mulian had all emerged unharmed from this storm. Mo Huan was finally completely relieved.
With that, most of the guilt she had felt for not standing with them in their hour of danger also faded away...
At this moment, inside the Myriad Emperors Palace.
The enormous projection finally froze on the image of Li Tianming smiling confidently, holding two beauties in his arms.
Many disciples had already come to admire him from the bottom of their hearts. They had been deeply won over by Li Tianming's righteousness and now regarded him with reverence.
"Li Tianming really is capable. Whether it is strategy, strength, imperial path, or anything else, he has no shortcomings."
"I used to think he was overestimating himself. Now I am convinced. He truly possesses the qualities of a powerhouse!"
"He brought down tyranny. It is actually good for