The man's face was gloomy and sinister, his eyes sharp.
He was Si Zhongxiao, Emperor Jianhong of the Great Sage Dynasty's most loyal watchdog!
When Zeng Anmin saw him, an absurd feeling rose in his heart.
His face even showed a marvelous expression of "so that was it."
No wonder Master Xu had sworn that a Third Rank Martial Artist could freely enter Shouyang Mountain without arousing suspicion!
So it was Si Zhongxiao!
Then there was no problem!
Who was Emperor Jianhong's most loyal watchdog?
Other than Si Zhongxiao, there was no second person!
His memories of this grand eunuch were exceptionally clear.
The absolute number one within the deep palace!
But then one day, someone suddenly told him that Si Zhongxiao had actually been a piece Master Xu had planted beside Emperor Jianhong long ago??!
"Stop standing there. We will meet at Shouyang Mountain tonight, at the hour of the Dog."
Si Zhongxiao looked at Zeng Anmin indifferently, then tucked the Martial Locking Stone into his robes. With a flash, his entire body vanished.
"Phew~"
Watching Si Zhongxiao disappear.
A sharp gleam flickered in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
"This is getting more and more interesting."
His lips murmured softly.
The Great Sage Dynasty's most famous Third Rank Martial Artist!
The eunuch who had placed the greatest pressure on him when he first entered the capital.
He had suddenly become an ally one day?
After something both absurd and real had happened, Zeng Anmin could only silently accept it.
He knew that what he would do tonight truly meant hanging his head from his belt!
"I hope that after today..."
Zeng Anmin lifted his head toward the east. "Tomorrow's sun will still shine for me."
The Mystic Confucian Assembly continued as before.
Yet the Little Fatty Crown Prince was already