Tang Xiao's Helplessness

Star Luo Empire, Imperial Palace.

At almost the same time, the same news reached Star Luo Emperor Dai Yutian.

He silently read the secret report, his imposing face revealing no expression. Only the fingers holding the report tightened slightly.

"Tang Hao is dead." He spoke calmly, his voice terrifyingly composed.

Below, Duke Zhu Ganglie abruptly raised his head, shock flashing through his eyes.

"Your Majesty..." Dai Weisi could not help but speak. "Although Tang Hao was a potential threat to Star Luo Empire, he was, after all, an enemy of Spirit Hall..."

"I know." Dai Yutian interrupted him. He rose and walked to the hall entrance, gazing out at the vast Training Ground, where the flags of Star Luo Empire fluttered in the wind.

"Tang Hao's death means Spirit Hall's control over the continent has deepened another layer," he said slowly. "It also means that between us and the Heaven Dou Empire, we have lost a... potential ally capable of balancing Spirit Hall."

Zhu Ganglie fell silent. He understood what the emperor meant—the stronger Spirit Hall became, the weaker the Two Great Empires' control over the continent would be. When the lips are gone, the teeth grow cold. He understood that principle.

"However..." Dai Yutian turned around, his gaze settling on Zhu Ganglie. "This is also our opportunity."

Zhu Ganglie froze. "I do not understand."

"Tang Hao is dead. His son, Tang San, and that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast will become Spirit Hall's next targets." Dai Yutian spoke slowly. "If we can win that boy over, or obtain news of that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast... it may not be a bad thing for Star Luo Empire."

Zhu Ganglie fell into thought.

Dai Yutian waved a hand. "Go. Remember, during this time, do not have any conflict with Spirit Hall."

"Yes, sir."

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