The Old Emperor of the current dynasty cultivated an Immortal Method; the depth of his cultivation was unknown.
The current Crown Prince colluded with the Incense God Cult; the cards he held in reserve were unknown.
And now, a Twelfth Prince had emerged, spiritual energy flowing within his body; his strength was likewise unknown.
Those who had yet to show themselves included the Fourth Prince, Seventh Prince, Eighth Prince, Tenth Prince, and Eleventh Prince...
No wonder the Incense God Cult said that Lingzhou was the capital, and the capital was Lingzhou.
However, if anyone in the world could most easily come into contact with Immortal Methods, it would naturally be the Cao family members. Yet over all these years, it seemed only the old emperor had achieved anything.
But even if more than one of them had come into contact with Immortal Methods...
They still craved the thing in Sun Xiangzong's possession with unusual intensity.
It could only be said that his master was most likely a lone tree standing apart from the forest, utterly unlike the rest.
"Your Highness."
Chen Sanshi made a welcoming gesture. "Please, come in."
He instructed Zhao Kang and the others to make tea.
The tea set and tea leaves had all been bought at the market only in the past few days.
Cao Zhi did not rush to drink. He held the cup in one hand and gently fanned the air with the other, sniffing it before saying, "Such coarse tea—how could it suit a hero like Lord Chen?"
Chen Sanshi said blandly, "It is indeed coarse tea. This humble residence is also only borrowed for the time being. I hope Your Highness will not mind."
"No matter. I came prepared."
As Cao Zhi spoke, he lightly clapped his hands.
"Yes!"
At the command.