Eastern Emperor Taiyi Under Concentrated Fire

Meanwhile, after Fusu left the martial arena, he raced all the way back toward Zhangtai Palace.

After entering Zhangtai Palace, he broke into a frenzied run toward the hall where Ying Zheng handled state affairs.

"Father Emperor, Father Emperor, something terrible has happened!" Fusu shouted as he ran.

Ying Zheng was bent over his desk handling official business when he suddenly heard Fusu's cries. He looked toward the entrance, his brows tightly furrowed as displeasure flashed through his eyes.

This brat Fusu had only just begun to show some improvement. Why had he become so rash and impetuous again?

At this rate, when would he ever become a qualified heir...

As Ying Zheng thought this, his train of thought abruptly halted as he recalled that Su Chen could help extend his lifespan.

At once, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

Forget it. If he cannot become a qualified heir, then so be it. With Young Hero Su around, I do not need to worry about my lifespan for the time being.

With that thought, Ying Zheng's mood immediately improved considerably.

He said to the attendant serving beside him, "Summon Fusu into the hall to report."

Very soon, led by the attendant, Fusu entered the hall.

"Fusu, why are you in such a panic?" Ying Zheng rebuked him. "As the Empire's eldest prince, you must possess the composure to remain unflustered even if Mount Tai collapsed before you."

Fusu did not listen to a word Ying Zheng said. He did not even have time to catch his breath before hurriedly saying,

"Father Emperor, something terrible has happened! Eastern Emperor Taiyi somehow found seven Martial Dao Celestials and plans to besiege Young Hero Su. They are fighting beside the arena outside Xianyang City right now."

"What?!" Upon hearing Fusu's words, Ying Zheng sprang