"Next, inject energy into the teleportation array."
His Highness Void's voice was calm.
The six of them exerted themselves at once, channeling all kinds of energy into the teleportation array.
"Continue!"
His Highness Void formed seals with both hands, guiding the energy to circulate steadily.
All the runes on the teleportation array lit up, and the ground began to tremble.
"What's happening?"
Lu Chuan asked without raising his head.
"Nothing!"
His Highness Void replied.
Jinse stood there in a daze, thinking silently. She had buried this memory deep in her heart, and it had not resurfaced for more than ten years. She had never even told Xuanming about it. But thinking about it now, perhaps without those years at Shangli Pavilion, Jinse would not have become who she was. The toughness and sharpness in her bones had been forged back then.
Naturally, Li Ye would not serve Xijing's officials pickled vegetables and dried radish. Delicacies from land and water, goblets overflowing with fine wine—every dish became incomparably delicious after passing through Li Ye's hands. There was more than enough of every kind of wine the officials enjoyed, and they could even take two bottles with them when they left, as Li Ye's return gift.
Liu Moyan lightly pressed a nerve on the man's back with his fingertip, and the violently struggling man immediately went limp. Liu Moyan naturally knew that what he was doing now was truly going too far, but the more fiercely the man wanted to drive him away, the more he wanted to seize hold of him. It was a vile thought, and he did not want to endure it.
After chattering on for ages, the call was finally hung up. Wang Xiu checked the time on his phone and prepared to go watch the Imperial Clan