Looking at the white-robed puppet before them, not only Lin Chuan but everyone else wore shocked expressions—even the man in azure robes.
After reacting a beat too late, the man in azure robes immediately bowed respectfully and said in a humble tone, "Greetings, Your Highness the Human Emperor!"
The white-robed puppet waved a hand, signaling for the man in azure robes to step aside, while he himself walked straight toward the seat of honor in the great hall.
After retreating, the man in azure robes circled around from the side and stood behind the Human Emperor, head lowered and silent.
No further explanation was needed. Everyone present already understood the relationship between the two. The seemingly formidable man in azure robes was actually the Human Emperor's follower. This person before them, who had somehow taken control of the white-robed puppet, was the true Human Emperor—the ruler of Primum Mobile Heaven.
"Greetings, Human Emperor." Lin Chuan clasped his hands in salute.
After appearing, the Human Emperor had neither attacked them nor shown any hostility. Lin Chuan therefore had no desire to tear all pretense apart, especially after this person had silently seized control of the white-robed puppet Lin Chuan had refined for many years. He dared not act rashly.
Moreover, this person seemed to be connected to the one beneath the Beauty Tomb. Otherwise, how could he know about those three items?
"Enough. Tell me about that Beauty Tomb on the Southern Bright Continent. Did she give you three things?" the Human Emperor asked, looking at Lin Chuan.
Since he occupied the white-robed puppet's body, the Human Emperor's voice was also the puppet's voice. There was simply no way to determine the Human Emperor's true identity—let alone whether he was male or female. It was uncertain whether he was even human.