Three days later, Yang Yu left Spirit City with Zhu Zhuqing and a streamlined squad of Holy Son guards, setting out officially for the Heaven Dou Empire in Spirit Hall's distinctive carriages.
This time, Yang Yu made no effort to keep a low profile. The banner of Spirit Hall's Holy Son fluttered at the front of the convoy, representing Spirit Hall's dignity and proclaiming his arrival. In every city they passed through, the local Spirit Hall branch and city lord received them with utmost respect. News spread as if it had grown wings, swiftly reaching Heaven Dou Imperial City.
Inside the carriage, Yang Yu rested with his eyes closed, his fingers unconsciously tapping against his knee as he considered every possibility of this trip to Heaven Dou. Zhu Zhuqing sat across from him, wiping down her Claw Soul Tool. A sharp glint occasionally flashed through her cold eyes. She knew that Heaven Dou Imperial City was an even more complicated arena of power than Spirit City, and they had to remain vigilant at all times.
Yue Guan remained behind in Spirit City to hold down the fort, handling daily affairs and maintaining contact with Dai Weisi, overseas Misty Island, and other parties.
The convoy moved quickly, but the Heaven Dou Empire's territory was vast, and they still had a considerable distance to travel before reaching the imperial city.
Heaven Dou Imperial City, Crown Prince's Mansion.
When Qian Renxue (Xue Qinghe) received word that Yang Yu would soon be visiting, she was reviewing memorials. Her fingers paused slightly around the brush before returning to normal. The gentle, jade-like smile remained on her face as she told the trusted subordinate reporting to her, "Understood. Prepare the reception according to the highest standards. His Highness the Holy Son must feel Heaven Dou's