Soon, led by the guards, Chen Changsheng and Xing Piaopiao stepped into the Hundred Flowers Garden together.
Seeing Tie Yunpeng seated high above them, Xing Piaopiao felt uncharacteristically guilty.
After all, he had once been her old employer.
At the same time, the emperor seated upon the dragon throne was also sizing up Chen Changsheng, this mysterious expert.
He had wiped out a fort with one hand, and a man who had vanished for a hundred thousand years had reappeared. Taken together, these circumstances—
No matter how one looked at it, the man before them seemed to be someone from outside the Greenwood Epoch.
"What is so special about this treasure of yours that you dare claim it is not for sale at any price?"
The emperor spoke first. Chen Changsheng cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, this treasure of mine is one of a kind beneath the heavens. Not only can it safeguard Great Song's foundation for ten thousand generations, it can also distinguish the loyal from the treacherous."
Emperor Song smiled upon hearing this.
"Let us set aside your claim that it can safeguard Great Song's foundation for ten thousand generations. But people's hearts are unpredictable—how will you distinguish loyalty from treachery?"
"Why not demonstrate it for me personally?"
Faced with Emperor Song's request, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly. "Your Majesty, this treasure can only be obtained by one fated for it."
"If one without fate opens this box, it will contain nothing but an ordinary stone."
"If one with fate opens this box, it will surely contain a peerless treasure."
"Oh?"
"That is certainly novel. Then tell me—which person here do you think is fated for it?"
"The one fated for it is naturally Your Majesty!"
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng took the box from Xing Piaopiao's