Burning Xuanyuan Tomb

After those "immortals" left, only Di Xin, Daji, the Pipa Spirit, and the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit remained atop Deer Terrace. Bi Gan then led Huang Feihu and countless Imperial Guards, weapons in hand, charging up with fierce momentum and surrounding the Deer Terrace hall on all sides.

The smile on Di Xin's face instantly froze, then fell away. His expression darkened as he demanded sharply, "Royal Uncle! What are you trying to do? You dare lead the Imperial Guards into Deer Terrace and disturb my revelry with the immortals—have you grown tired of living?"

Seeing the empty hall, Bi Gan froze, at a loss for how to explain himself.

He had never imagined that those Little Demons would leave so quickly, without even leaving behind a trace.

Huang Feihu was about to step forward and speak, but Bi Gan stopped him firmly with a look.

He knew that Daji and the other two had already concealed all their demonic aura. Without any evidence, making accusations rashly would only anger Di Xin and earn them the charge of falsely accusing the king's favored consorts.

Bi Gan quickly composed himself, bowed, and said respectfully, "Please calm your anger, Your Majesty. This minister had no intention of disturbing you. General Huang and I were patrolling below when we suddenly heard no more commotion from Deer Terrace. Worried for Your Majesty's safety and fearing that evil spirits might be causing trouble, we brought the Imperial Guards to investigate. We did not expect it to be a misunderstanding. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness."

Only then did the displeasure on Di Xin's face gradually fade. He waved a hand and said impatiently, "Enough, enough. Since you were concerned for me, I'll spare you this once. Leave now, and do not disturb me so casually again."

Bi