"It's a little... hot."
Zeng Anmin touched the Empress's face.
At that moment, the Empress's body twitched unconsciously.
A faint black aura surfaced on her face.
Zeng Anmin sniffed it.
That black aura smelled like something burned to a crisp.
He stroked his chin, then reached out and pinched the Empress's cheek.
"Mm~"
The Empress opened her mouth instinctively, her brows tightly furrowed as she let out a pained groan.
"Her face feels like she has a fever."
Gravely, Zeng Anmin's brows drew together.
The Empress was a Fourth Rank Martial Artist.
For something to give her a fever...
"Yin Fire Talisman..."
Zeng Anmin frowned deeply...
"Brother, come deal with me..."
Bai Ziqing's voice was somewhat weak.
"Uh... I forgot about you." Zeng Anmin rubbed his forehead. He scooped the Empress up from the ground, carried her over to Bai Ziqing, and looked around.
He spotted several Jianjun Prefecture servants trembling as they watched from nearby.
"Kill them? Don't expose your identity."
Bai Ziqing had clearly noticed those servants as well. He suggested to Zeng Anmin:
"The fewer people who know about the means Master Xu planted on you, the better it is for you."
Once Zeng Anmin heard that, he realized it made sense.
So he glanced at those servants, planted his foot, and Martial Arts Aura suddenly erupted from within him.
"Chirp!!"
Rocks shot through the air.
The servants' bodies jolted.
Then bloody holes appeared in their heads.
"Thud."
"Let's go."
Without the slightest attachment, Zeng Anmin took the Empress and Bai Ziqing and vanished into the night sky after a few flashes.
Huitong Hall.
"Thud~"
They returned to Huitong Hall, where the Great Sage Dynasty delegation was staying.
Zeng Anmin tossed Bai Ziqing onto a bed.
Mr. Xin had crushed all four of Bai Ziqing's limbs.