Palace Thoughts

Within the depths of the Blood Qin Imperial City's palace, Ying Zheng stood clad in a blood-red robe, coldly watching an enormous light mirror before him. The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and that unfathomable cold smile was rather chilling. Within the mirror, Blackbeard was tossing out the betrothal gifts one after another while loudly announcing exactly what kinds of gifts he had prepared.

When Ying Zheng saw the betrothal gifts piled high enough to fill an entire street, he could not help nodding in satisfaction.

Whether among royalty or common folk, betrothal gifts were always the same—the more substantial they were, the more face the bride's family had. That Lin Qi's family could prepare such an imposing array of gifts, enough even to make Ying Zheng feel their weight, proved how highly the Lin family valued this matter. Ying Zheng felt his own face shine as well.

"Barbarians from the Western Continent!" Su Mingzi, standing in the great hall, smiled calmly. "It seems that barbarian lands have their advantages too. Even ordinary nobles of our Blood Qin Empire could not produce such wealth without bankrupting themselves. Eastern Harmony King's family must wield an enormous hidden influence over on the Western Continent."

With his hands behind his back, Wei Yao said coldly, "All the better. If His Majesty's great undertaking can gain the Lin Family's wholehearted aid, conquering the Western Continent in the future will become much easier... Heh heh, not only the Eastern Continent, but those eighteen layers of abyssal worlds must be taken as well."

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction. Just as Su Mingzi and Wei Yao had said, the strength displayed by the Lin Family was astonishing indeed. If such a powerful hidden family could devote themselves heart and soul to the Blood Qin Empire, Ying