At Thirteenth Prince's Manor, Xuan Que arrived with troops and surrounded the estate for a search. The atmosphere was so tense it was suffocating.
Yin Ji's expression darkened as she prepared to step forward, but Ning Chen raised a hand to stop her.
"Ninth Imperial Brother, please make yourself at home."
A smile appeared on Ning Chen's face as he spoke.
Xuan Que nodded and swept out his right hand. The soldiers behind him immediately entered the manor in squads and began a thorough search.
"Did Thirteenth Imperial Brother leave the manor last night?"
Xuan Que looked at the man before him and asked.
Ning Chen shook his head. "No."
"Such a huge disturbance occurred last night, yet Thirteenth Imperial Brother was not the slightest bit curious?" Xuan Que sneered, his tone aggressively pressing forward.
"I went to bed early last night and heard no disturbance. It was not until this morning that I learned something had happened in the imperial city." Ning Chen smiled.
Xuan Que's gaze turned cold at those words. "Thirteenth Imperial Brother certainly slept soundly."
Ning Chen smiled. "These past days, I have been worrying over the war at the front. I finally managed a good night's sleep last night, only for so much to happen in the imperial city."
The Armory Treasury had been burned down, and the residences of several imperial nobles had also been affected. In addition, no fewer than ten secret and vital sites of the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan had been attacked. Cultivation methods, Immortal Jade, and other valuables had all suffered considerable losses. It was clear that these operations had been plotted for a long time.
The Heavenly Demon Royal Clan had ruled the Primeval Demonic Realm for ages. Likewise, they had made enemies beyond count. When a wall toppled,