"Tomorrow morning at court, have all the experts in Lingxiao City come see me."
With that, Lin Bai walked into the sleeping palace without looking back, leaving Mu Yu standing dazed at the palace gate.
"Yes."
Mu Yu replied, then turned and left. After walking a hundred paces, she looked back at the sleeping palace again. Her eyes narrowed as she murmured inwardly, He... isn't Lord Xuan Tong.
Across the world, the person who understood Lord Xuan Tong best—apart from Lin Bai—was probably Mu Yu.
Back when they were in Tianyi City, Mu Yu had already harbored suspicions about Lin Bai. Even then, she had sensed that Lin Bai's words and mannerisms were vastly different from Lord Xuan Tong's.
But with the great battle imminent, Mu Yu had not exposed him.
After returning to Lingxiao City and coming into contact with Lin Bai again, Mu Yu became even more certain that the person before her was not Lord Xuan Tong.
After leaving the imperial palace, Mu Yu arrived at Yongning Avenue outside the imperial city, where arrangements had been made to house the experts who had followed Lin Bai back to Lingxiao City.
There was a famous tavern on Yongning Avenue, especially renowned for its Thousand-Year Flower Wine.
At noon, Mu Yu stood alone by the window on the tavern's third floor, gazing at Lingxiao City's magnificent streets and buildings.
Before long, footsteps sounded from the stairs. A beautiful woman came up and frowned at Mu Yu. "Miss Mu Yu, are you alone? Has Lord Emperor Ling not come?"
As soon as the woman's voice fell, more than twenty figures suddenly appeared on the third floor. Among them were Purple Emperor, Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, Peacock Demon Emperor, Ye Qianjiao, Fuyang, and Nangong Qingxuan.
The people gathered here were all experts