"Clatter~"
Some officials' tablets even fell to the floor.
They stared blankly at the soldier kneeling in the great hall.
This man was Yang Qi, the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty.
At that moment, even Yang Qi's graying beard was somewhat disheveled.
His lips trembled as he looked at the soldier kneeling on the ground, his voice carrying incomparable disbelief:
"You just said... Bi Xuan Valley was breached?!"
The soldier did not recognize Yang Qi.
But anyone able to stand in the great hall undoubtedly held a status that utterly surpassed his own.
He respectfully bowed to Yang Qi.
"My lord, it is absolutely true."
Yang Qi suddenly staggered.
His mind buzzed, and he nearly fell over.
"Grand Tutor Yang!!"
Seeing this, the surrounding officials all panicked.
They hurried forward and supported Yang Qi.
Yet Yang Qi paid no heed to the officials around him. He stared fixedly at that soldier.
One step, then another.
He walked across the great hall toward Emperor Jianhong.
"Thud~"
Yang Qi knelt on the floor, bowed to Emperor Jianhong, and knocked his head in a grand salute!
"Hiss~"
Even Emperor Jianhong was somewhat stunned.
A veteran minister who had served three dynasties was kowtowing to him...
"Grand Tutor Yang, please rise at once!!"
Emperor Jianhong did not dare rely on his status to accept such a grand salute. He waved at Yang Qi, astonishment on his face.
"What has caused my beloved minister Yang to lose his composure like this?"
Yang Qi could barely control his trembling body.
He took a deep breath.
Then he looked toward Emperor Jianhong.
Excitement seeped into his voice.
"Bi Xuan Valley! The rumored nest of the Demon Race's Bi Xuan tribe!!"
"This place holds an exceptionally strategic position. To the north of the valley lies a peerless