"Bean Dynasty?"
Yu Qian muttered to himself. What on earth was the Bean Dynasty? The name didn't sound like that of any great power.
He looked at his two colleagues. They only shook their heads; neither of them had ever heard of the Bean Dynasty.
"Are you sure it was called the Bean Dynasty?"
Seeing Yu Qian's reaction, the emperor began to wonder, too. Recalling what Lu Yang had said, he was certain the words had been "our Bean Dynasty."
The emperor had claimed they were a vassal state of the Bean Dynasty to borrow the name of a powerful backer, worried the deities would look down on them.
But why did the other side seem never to have heard of the Bean Dynasty?
The words had already left his mouth. It was too late to take them back.
Yu Qian noticed the emperor's expression and sensed that there was something he couldn't say. "You may speak freely."
Cold sweat beaded on the emperor's forehead. He didn't know how to answer. "Immortal, please don't ask any more."
"The White Horse Dynasty says it's a vassal state of the Bean Dynasty?" When Emperor Xia heard this in Yu Qian's report, he looked as if he'd seen a ghost.
Lu Yang had told Yu Qian where to find the White Horse Dynasty. Now the White Horse Dynasty was claiming to be a vassal of the Bean Dynasty, so it was obvious Lu Yang had done it.
Had that kid Lu Yang really moved so fast? Less than a day had passed since the seal was undone, and he'd already folded the powers beyond the borders into the Bean Dynasty?
Emperor Xia thought of the rulers of Great Xia, the Buddhist Kingdom, the Demon Realm, the Eastern Sea, and the Extreme North—all