"Born into a third-rate aristocratic clan?"
Song Wuya keenly caught those words in the emperor's speech.
Could His Majesty already know the Devil Master's true identity?
"Your Majesty..."
He looked at the emperor, hesitating to speak.
The emperor took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the fury in his heart.
"Enough, old companion. Stop pretending. You must have long suspected the Devil Master's identity yourself, haven't you?"
The emperor spoke coldly.
Song Wuya's expression stiffened.
Then he nodded with a bitter smile.
"Nothing escapes Your Majesty. This old servant has indeed suspected the Devil Master's identity, but I still dared not draw a rash conclusion..."
"Before this, neither did I. But after this incident, I can now confirm that this so-called Devil Master is none other than Li Xinge, the Marquis of Chu."
At the mention of Li Xinge, the emperor clenched his fists, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.
"When too many coincidences surround something, none of them are coincidences anymore. Old companion, think carefully."
The emperor stared fixedly at the Territorial Map of Great Zhou hanging on the wall.
Song Wuya looked over as well.
"Not long after Li Xinge rose to prominence in Yang Province, that so-called Snow Robe Devil Master also shot to fame in Tai Prefecture."
"Both shocked the world with their astounding cultivation speed and combat prowess."
"How could two monstrous prodigies unparalleled in their age emerge one after another, in the same region and at the same time?"
"And have you ever paid attention to their movements?"
"When have these two ever displayed their might before others at the same time, or stirred up great conflicts across the realm simultaneously?"
"Whenever Li Xinge appeared, the Devil Master vanished without a trace from Tai Prefecture, as though no such person existed in this