Calamity of a Supreme Treasure

Under the shroud of night, the Imperial Capital blazed with lights. Though this new city had only been built for a few years, its population had already reached several million, with countless Spirit Scholars.

—This city was called the Imperial Capital not only because the Imperial Court was here, but also because, though Su Yun had never proclaimed himself emperor, everyone knew he had long harbored ambitions of becoming one. Hence the name Imperial Capital.

Beneath the Mysterious Iron Bell outside the city, Tongtian Pavilion's skilled craftsmen were still painstakingly calibrating the great bell. Under a Calamity Ash Lamp by the roadside, the short, sturdy Zuo Songyan puffed away at his dry tobacco, his expression shifting between light and shadow. Clearly, something weighed on his mind.

Qiu Shuijing hurried over upon hearing the news and asked, "Songyan, weren't you going to ask the Pavilion Master for an approval slip? Did he refuse?"

Zuo Songyan sighed, somewhat dejected. "I went to speak of an approval slip, and he spoke of taking another wife. I said, 'What need has a great man to fear having no wife?' He got angry, saying I had two wives and was making sarcastic remarks. It is precisely because I have two wives that I said, 'What need has a great man to fear having no wife?' If I can marry two, why can't he?"

Qiu Shuijing fell silent for a moment. "He didn't hit you?"

Zuo Songyan shot him a glare and shook his head. "I was a Minister once, after all. I used to look after him."

Qiu Shuijing fell silent again, then said, "If I were him, even if you had been a Minister, I would still hit you. What did he say?"

Zuo Songyan's brow remained tightly furrowed. "He previously proposed to Minister