Emperor Jinglong's palace coup failed, and Empress Zhang ruled from behind the curtain.
Whether she would become Empress Dowager Cixi, turn into Empress Lü, or erupt into Empress Wu in the future had little to do with Zhou Yi.
At first, Zhou Yi had found such matters fascinating, but after seeing enough of them, they were all much the same.
Today, one person took the stage; tomorrow, another fell from it.
He—or they—had only one ending.
They all had to die!
"Seems I'm growing ever more indifferent."
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, set the mortal world aside, and continued pondering how to gradually devour the Brocade Guard.
A mere ten years passed in the blink of an eye, yet he had already achieved remarkable results. Now that he had laid the foundation, planting more people inside would be much easier.
Most people's abilities were roughly equal. Promoting A or B made little difference. At times like that, all it took was someone giving them a hand, and a Brocade Guard Commander was enough to influence a person's advancement.
"I'll have plenty of use for Little Yuan in the future. Should I find time to pay him a visit?"
After placing his Chess Pieces, Zhou Yi had always contacted them from above. Yet Yuan Shun had come to the Heavenly Prison this morning.
Yuan Shun had presented an auspicious white deer, and with his godfather pulling strings, he successfully rose to become a fourth-rank Brocade Guard Commander, holding the authority to oversee several southeastern provinces. He now stood high and wielded great power.
This time, Yuan Shun had returned to Shenjing to escort a prisoner. Since the prisoner was a second-rank provincial governor, it could barely be justified for a Commander to escort him personally.
Afterward, Yuan Shun transferred the