Long Night, Chaos

Someone was deliberately erasing Sikong Jing's achievements. Some even sneered, "What a joke. The news that Sikong Jing killed the Worry-Forget Sect Master might even be fake. And what right did he have to cause trouble in the War Soul Dynasty with a few little mountain bandits?"

These voices sounded reasonable and well-founded, and many ordinary people found them quite convincing.

The mighty War Soul Dynasty was so vast—how could it possibly abandon even the Twelve Prefectures of the Gloom Plains because of one Sikong Jing?

Clearly, it was just a rumor.

Gradually, the surrounding voices began to disparage Sikong Jing while continuing to sing the praises of Cheng Yusui's glorious achievements.

In the end, they mentioned First Prince Ji Tan again. He was the one who had recommended Cheng Yusui!

Hearing this, the corner of Sikong Jing's mouth curled slightly. "Looks like Ji Tan is getting ready to make his move."

Clearly, Cheng Yusui's triumphant return with such great merits, and the widespread promotion of both his and Ji Tan's achievements, were the prelude to making that move.

Sikong Jing thought to himself again, "I wonder how Commander Beigong and Emperor Ji Shengmang's preparations are coming along."

But he quickly put those thoughts aside. He believed that the two of them must have made meticulous preparations for the situation before them.

His secret return, undiscovered by anyone, would give them even more leverage.

More importantly, it would prevent enemies such as the three great academies from discovering his trail and throwing the situation in the Long Night Imperial Capital into excessive chaos.

And now that he had arrived, there was naturally no longer any need to fear exposing his whereabouts.

Of course, all he wanted now was to hurry back to the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace. The one