The Imperial Court of the Eternal Life Hall was silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Zhong Shan had devised a plan to expose the Exchange Beast. Of course, over the past few days, Zhong Shan had also figured out the Exchange Beast's abilities. It was strong—absolutely strong. Whether in intelligence, methods, or mental fortitude, it stood among the very best of Great Zheng's strategists.
Therefore, using psychological pressure to throw the other party's formation into disarray clearly would not work, because the other party's mental fortitude was also extraordinarily resilient. Even so, Zhong Shan still used psychological pressure.
The great hall sank into silence, and worry stirred in the hearts of all the officials.
"Whoosh!"
Outside the hall, another figure appeared. The figure entered the great hall, bringing a rare burst of footsteps to the silent chamber.
The officials looked over and saw Great Zheng's Third Prince, Zhong Xuan.
Zhong Xuan walked forward step by step.
Yi Yan, Shui Jing, Liu Wushuang, NanGong Sheng, and the others who had seen Zhong Xuan die and return to life all raised their brows. It seemed they had realized something.
The officials who did not know Zhong Xuan had died naturally saw nothing unusual.
Zhong Xuan walked step by step to the very front.
"Your son is late. I ask Father to forgive me!" Zhong Xuan said with utmost respect.
However, if one listened carefully, one would discover that Zhong Xuan's words sounded somewhat stiff today.
"Tap!"
Zhong Shan stopped tapping his finger, opened his eyes, and stared at Zhong Xuan for a moment before saying, "Take your place."
"Yes!" Zhong Xuan bowed respectfully.
Then Zhong Xuan turned his head and swept his gaze across the assembled officials. Afterward, he stood in his own position.
That final sweep of his gaze seemed