Wanyan Dan was, after all, the emperor. After his initial panic, he quickly calmed down and stared hard at Daiqisi. "Who exactly are you?"
Daiqisi smiled sweetly and lightly brushed aside the hair at her temples. "Am I not Lady of Peach Blossoms, the one you long for day and night?"
The face he had once considered devastatingly beautiful now filled him with dread. Wanyan Dan instinctively shook his head. "No, you are not Taoyao."
"Of course I am Taoyao. But I have another identity as well—the Dragon King of Purple Robes of the Ming Cult." Thinking of how she had once been forced to cater to his whims, Daiqisi felt a thrill of revenge in facing him now.
"The Dragon King of Purple Robes?" Wanyan Dan silently repeated the name. Unfortunately, though the Dragon King of Purple Robes was considered a top figure in the martial world, to those in the imperial court she was merely a nobody from the jianghu. How could he have heard of her?
Wonderful Wind Envoy coughed heavily. "Daiqisi, ask the important question."
Daiqisi flushed slightly before asking, "Where did you put your Tiger Tally?"
"The Tiger Tally?" Wanyan Dan's heart stirred. He suppressed the urge to glance toward a certain spot. Wasn't the Tiger Tally always kept in the cabinet in his bedchamber? Since they had already taken control of this place, they should have found it. Why were they asking him?
A person's potential was limitless when backed into a corner. Though Wanyan Dan was usually somewhat muddleheaded, now that his life was at stake, he was clearer-headed than ever.
*Since they are asking me, that proves they did not find it. Then the Tiger Tally must have gone missing earlier. Losing the Tiger Tally would normally be a grave matter, but