Li Xin sat upright upon the lofty Dragon Throne, propping up his chin with one hand as he took in every subtle change in Wu Zetian's expression.
Seeing the usually decisive and ruthless Empress looking like a young girl who had won a wager, Li Xin shook his head helplessly.
"You women and this pointless desire to outdo each other—I really don't understand it."
Li Xin's voice slowly echoed through the hall, carrying a hint of laziness and casualness.
"It's only a matter of ranking a little higher. Is that really enough to make you this happy?"
Upon hearing Li Xin's words, Wu Zetian immediately reined in her smile.
She turned around to face the Dragon Throne and gave a graceful, slight bow.
"Your Majesty, you are mistaken."
"This is not some pointless desire to compete. It concerns Great Tang's dignity."
"As the Great Tang Empress, I must naturally take first place on this Golden List watched by the Myriad Realms, so that Great Tang's heavenly might may be displayed."
Li Xin chuckled softly and did not expose her little thoughts.
He straightened up and swept his gaze across the solemn officials and heroes standing in the hall.
In that instant, all laziness vanished from him, replaced by the supreme dominance of one who dominated the world.
"Set aside the matter of the Heavenly Curtain for now."
"The Far West Land has already been pacified. Haiyue is guarding it, and the Sun Moon Continent fleet cannot stir up any trouble."
Li Tong said, "Next, we will thoroughly clean up the remaining mess on the Douluo Continent."
"Sikong Zhen."
"Here." Sikong Zhen stepped forward with thunderous strides, lightning flickering around him as he respectfully cupped his fists.
Li Tong said, "Go to Heaven Dou City and uproot that so-called Tang Sect."