Su Ye narrowed his eyes as he sat in his chair.
"Something's wrong." Su Ye's pupils contracted, and a trace of gravity appeared in his eyes. He had not felt this way even when the Primordial Divine Saint Clan appeared.
It felt as though a gun were pointed at him, as if a bullet could strike him at any moment.
It was bad. Extremely uncomfortable.
When the Primordial Divine Saint Clan had appeared, they had been hostile toward The Empire, yet he had not felt this way. The reason was simple: there had been no targeted malice.
That was why Su Ye had not sensed it.
But now, he sensed targeted malice. What exactly was going on?
"Something's wrong." Su Ye's pupils shrank. This feeling could not have emerged without reason, especially not for him as he was now.
Although he was only Minor Silver Rank, level was not everything.
Considering his status and his fortune, there was only one explanation for such a feeling: something truly major might happen.
Su Ye immediately notified all his women to hide within his territory. No matter what, they needed to return first.
Even if it turned out to be a false alarm, there would be no real loss. At worst, they would waste a little time.
After making all the arrangements,
Su Ye looked around his office. His two little secretaries had already gone back.
"What exactly is going on?" Su Ye narrowed his eyes, his fingers tapping against the desk with a steady drumming sound.
He could not sit still.
The next moment, Space-Time Shatter appeared above the Imperial Capital, and boundless killing intent swept across The Empire.
Su Ye's pupils contracted. Imperial Capital University's grand formation immediately rose, sheltering the university's students beneath that killing intent.
But things were not