"Ha ha ha ha..."
Inside East Arrival Pavilion of the Luoyi Imperial Palace, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long, Holy Son of Heaven of Great Zhou, listened to the answer Grand Supervisor of the Inner Palace Yu Chaoen had just brought back and burst into hearty laughter, his voice shaking all directions.
"I knew it. How could that brat possibly find the traces of a Devil Race army that even the Void Hunter Kings could not find? So he had falsified it.
"But this falsification was brilliant—very well done!"
"That said, the brat is still honest. He knew to tell Me the truth. It has not been in vain that I have helped and cultivated him time and again."
Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long looked at the jade slip in his hand and chuckled happily, leaving Grand Celestial Master Wu Yu utterly baffled.
He truly did not know what Ye Zhen had done for even falsifying evidence to make Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long laugh so heartily.
Thus, Grand Celestial Master Wu Yu was very curious.
But Grand Celestial Master Wu Yu also knew perfectly well that, given his status and position, the more curious he was, the faster he would die. If the emperor wanted him to know something, he would naturally let him know.
If the emperor did not want him to know, yet he tried every possible means to seek an answer, then death would not be far off.
Fortunately, Benevolent Sovereign Ji Long still trusted Wu Yu rather highly.
"Minister Wu, stop pretending. I know you have been holding it in painfully. I will let you take a look, but remember this: it is enough that you know of this matter. It must not be entered into the records, much less spoken of to anyone.
"If word of this gets