Interception Sect's Master Manipulator: It's Not Our Interception Sect That Needs an Alliance-It's You!

Pingxin quietly listened as Qingyuan spoke.

Jiu Feng did not dare speak, but her face was also filled with shock and disbelief.

An odd atmosphere settled over Pingxin Hall.

After Qingyuan finished speaking, he said nothing more, wearing a faint, ambiguous smile. Pingxin and Jiu Feng had lost their previous calmness and composure, becoming rather flustered.

If this First Disciple of Intercepting Sect had merely come to the Underworld Bureau to spout nonsense,

they would not have felt much.

But now, there seemed to be some genuine basis behind everything he said.

He was not making baseless claims.

How could they not feel panicked?

They had originally thought the Underworld Bureau was peaceful, free of calamities and disasters.

Yet they had never imagined that such a horrifying and dreadful crisis was hidden within the Underworld Bureau!

"Your Majesty, is Qingyuan just talking nonsense?"

After remaining silent for a long while, Jiu Feng finally transmitted her voice to Pingxin. "He must have come to our Underworld Bureau because he wants something from us. Perhaps he is only trying to frighten us with these words. Your Majesty, you must not believe the First Disciple of Intercepting Sect's nonsense!"

"Jiu Feng, Qingyuan was not trying to frighten me."

Empress Pingxin paused, her tone complicated. "When he spoke of my calamity just now, I truly felt an indescribable sense of dread and danger surging from the depths of my heart."

"It felt as if I were about to fall, and the Underworld Bureau was about to face a great disaster."

"This feeling did not come from nowhere. When Qingyuan described my calamity, my heart sensed an immense crisis..."

Upon hearing this,

Jiu Feng's heart turned solemn, and she could hardly believe it.

She remained silent for a long time before finally saying nothing more.