Great Yue Royal City.
"You're... Yuan Du Zi!?" Emperor Dingyuan reeled from the tremendous shock and staggered several steps back, his heart nearly stopping from the sudden turn of events.
It was only because the strength he had concealed was also at the Grandmaster level that he had managed to withstand the aftershock of two Grandmasters clashing.
Even so, his heart churned like stormy seas. Tide, who had contacted him before, had clearly said that one of their higher-ups would personally come to lend him a hand.
Yet he had never imagined that this Tide higher-up would actually be Yuan Du Zi, leader of the Daoist Sect.
Inside the imperial study, Yuan Du Zi and Modo surprisingly did not truly begin fighting.
They merely stood several meters apart, motionless.
"Looks like you discovered it too," Modo sighed.
If not for the changes outside, why would he have suddenly appeared to interfere in the dynasty's upheaval?
If he had wanted Emperor Dingyuan dead, he had actually had chances to assassinate him many years ago.
The royal family's concealed trump card, that enormous military formation, carried some weight in his eyes, but if he had been willing to pay a certain price, he could still have dealt with Emperor Dingyuan.
"I had originally planned to ask what you intended to do. Now, it seems I have nothing to worry about," Yuan Du Zi said with a cold curl of her lips.
Her temperament seemed different from before.
She had become more flamboyant, more aggressive.
"If I had known beforehand that you were still around, I would not have done this," Modo said softly after a moment of silence.
The two had been old friends for decades, fighting one another for tens of years. Both knew the extent of the other's strength perfectly