How could Young Master Luo have failed to understand what she meant?
After all, even without that miraculous encounter with the shop, there had already been a woman in his household who had begun figuring out how to deal with this matter for him long ago.
Young Master Luo had long since mastered the best and most polite way to respond.
All he had to do was give her a polite smile.
Empress Dowager did not continue with that ambiguous question. She simply opened the box and took out the records stored inside.
Reading them was easy. His Divine Sense only had to merge with them to obtain all the information within.
"Young Master Luo, make yourself at home." Empress Dowager said calmly, "Zhaor was frightened today. I am going to check on her."
She needed to set aside some time to carefully consider what she should do next.
She had not failed to notice Xiji's obscure look before leaving. Even though Zhaor was not her biological daughter, she had raised her herself. How could she not understand what she was thinking?
Young Master Luo... the boss... was not unaware of the events of the Heavenly Demon War.
The Great Celestial Venerable had already told him about it, though he had only picked out some of the important points, especially the description of the ending—but the records of the Ninth Prison in his hands were extremely detailed.
From the overwhelming demonic shadows that appeared when Heavenly Demon Di Xin first emerged to the great war that eventually swept across both Canglan and the Otherworld, every step had been recorded in meticulous detail.
The Ninth Prison must have achieved such detail after gathering the memories of countless souls who had died in battle during the process of capturing them.
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