It was obvious that the Empress, rumored to possess only King Level Peak cultivation, had already touched upon the power of the Dao. As for when she might truly attain the Venerable rank of the Eighth Realm, that would depend on fate.
"Some brat from a little place like Black Mountain County dares to oppose this marquis? He really doesn't know when to quit. He really doesn't know when to quit!" Li Chenliang roared furiously in the secret chamber.
In the next instant, the outer barrier opened, and a tall, imposing figure walked in.
"Father." Li Chenliang hurriedly reined in his emotions.
Li Cangkong clasped his hands behind his back and glanced over the wreckage strewn across the secret chamber, his expression displeased.
"You're throwing a fit over a mere setback. How do you expect to accomplish anything great in the future?" Li Cangkong said coldly.
Li Chenliang was somewhat unconvinced. "Father, that Lu Yang truly deserves to die. Ever since he came to the Imperial Capital, he's ruined everything I've tried to do. We absolutely cannot let him live!"
"Hmph!" Li Cangkong snorted. The temperature in the room plummeted in an instant.
Seeing his father's anger, Li Chenliang didn't dare talk back. He could only stand there obediently, head bowed, without uttering a word.
"How have I taught you all these years? This isn't Tianjue Prefecture. You can't solve everything with violence. Here in Tianjun City, in the Imperial Capital, you have to think twice before you act. Sending people to assassinate the reigning Marquis Wu'an showed that you failed to consider the risks and held the Imperial Court's rules in contempt. After your Curse Master scheme failed, you didn't know how to lie low and protect yourself—that showed you didn't know when to retreat. You've repeatedly gone after