The shouts of battle outside grew ever fiercer.
Inside the palace, the attendants were all terrified, afraid that cannon fire or spells would come crashing in at any moment and indiscriminately take everyone here away.
Even with dozens of imperial guards having come to reinforce the defenses, it made little difference. How could these few people possibly stop the chaotic battle of tens of thousands throughout the city?
Yet unlike them, Sansan remained calm from beginning to end.
It was as though she could not hear the fighting drawing ever closer. She had even ordered someone to bring out the accumulated official documents, then lowered her head over the desk and quietly reviewed them.
Uncle Wang stood not far away, silently watching that figure.
At some point, Ron had come to stand beside him.
The young man had changed into a white robe. Looking at the calm yet solitary silhouette, he suddenly spoke.
"She's truly impressive. Even if Mount Tai collapsed before her, she wouldn't so much as change expression. Making her an elector was probably the most correct thing you've done in all these years, old man."
Uncle Wang continued watching, without even the slightest desire to turn his head.
"I didn't choose her. It was inevitable... Still, I never expected that child, who was sent away from home years ago because of an infection, to grow to this extent... Perhaps it has something to do with her brother?"
Ron said, "I've met Mr. Zhou as well. How should I put it... he really is an impressive person. But there's something I'm quite curious about."
"What are you curious about? Go on."
Ron raised a brow.
"I remember he was just someone you hired on a whim at first... Have guides become this extraordinary now? Can you really find