Within the Southern Liang Imperial Palace, Liang Zhihuan watched Iron Granny beside him nervously.
"Senior, how did it go? Has the Empress changed her mind?"
Iron Granny's face was so grim it seemed ready to freeze over. She shook her head slightly. "Not yet! This was within my expectations. That girl is stubborn by nature. Once she digs in her heels, not even nine oxen can pull her back. It seems she is determined to oppose me to the very end."
At this point, Iron Granny turned to Liang Zhihuan. "Your Majesty, do you truly like my disciple?"
"Of course. Otherwise, I would not have insisted on making her Empress."
"Then you had best prepare yourself mentally. After my Soul-Chasing Bell rings for the third time, she will certainly return. But when she returns, she may no longer be the Ning Qingxuan she once was. In the best-case scenario, she will lose her memories. If things go poorly, she may become an idiot."
Even someone as cold-hearted as Iron Granny felt a chill run through her at those words. A super Martial Artist whose cultivation had surpassed the Eternal Life Realm was about to be ruined by the sound of a bell. How cruel was that?
Liang Zhihuan gritted his teeth fiercely. "I have already said it. Even if she goes mad or becomes a fool, as long as she remains by my side, that is enough. I absolutely cannot let her leave with Lin Zhen. Senior, proceed without reservation."
"Then allow this old woman to make some adjustments. In five minutes, the Soul-Chasing Bell will ring for the third time. When its ringing ends, your Empress will be coming home!"
"I am very much looking forward to that moment!"
There was a hint of madness in Liang Zhihuan's eyes.