Strange Book

"...I understand."

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, briefly tidied the desk, and headed out the door.

For no apparent reason, he felt somewhat irritable along the way. Emperor Xue Ye's health had worsened by the day, and wanting to repair relations with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he had delegated a great deal of state affairs to him.

If things continued this way, then within two years, he would absolutely be able to inherit the throne openly and rightfully. Then he could join forces with Grandfather to kick that hateful woman Bibi Dong off the Pope's throne, snatch Huo Yuhao away right in front of her, and fiercely... do things that made his entire body tremble with excitement just imagining them.

Yet another complication had arisen now. Moreover, Huo Yuhao had been unheard from for years. It was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to go from luxury back to frugality. Whenever he recalled the things that had happened when he and Huo Yuhao had been alone together, he found his current situation increasingly unbearable.

Over the past two years, Prince Xue Xing and Xue Beng had been right under his nose, desperately using every resource at their disposal to search for traces of the Clear Sky Sect. In the end, out of the kindness of his heart, unable to bear seeing them exhaust themselves, he had someone leak a little information about the location. Then he had thoroughly enjoyed watching from the shadows as the two were slowly consumed by despair.

The result had not surprised him. After personally seeing the mountaintop ravaged by explosions and the cave where the stench of blood still lingered, the two had immediately concealed the matter. Even when Emperor Xue Ye questioned them several times, they had shown