"Yes, Your Highness."
After Nine Thousand Years spoke, his figure flickered and vanished. Since His Highness had said so, he did not hesitate. After all, he was now serving His Highness.
Watching Nine Thousand Years leave, Chu Yang stood with his hands behind his back and gazed at the distant sky, looking every bit like some reclusive master as he deliberately kept silent.
"Sir, the situation is looking extremely favorable now. Tomorrow, Father Emperor will summon all the ministers to discuss important matters. I have a feeling that Father Emperor may fall tomorrow."
"And I have already made foolproof preparations. The Fire Cloud Army is currently rushing toward the imperial capital and will arrive tomorrow."
"Once the Fire Cloud Army arrives, every defensive force in the imperial capital will be our own people."
Chu Yang said with a broad smile. From having nothing at all in the beginning to being brimming with confidence now, he had only taken a few days. If word got out, it would simply be shocking.
And all of this was thanks to Ye Lin. If not for Ye Lin, he might truly never have made it this far.
"That's right. The situation is excellent now. In the future, you will be the Emperor of the Golden Crow Empire."
Ye Lin stepped forward to stand beside Chu Yang and said with a smile.
"Sir, I promise you that once I sit in that position, I will grant you three promises. So long as it is within my capabilities, name whatever you want."
Chu Yang said with a smile. He knew he could not keep Ye Lin by his side, so the only way he could repay him was with three promises.
And this was also the highest offer he could make—the three promises of the Emperor