Ye Lin looked at the weakened Fang Yuan before him and smiled faintly.
This fellow was simply far too weak.
From the looks of it, he seemed as though he might die with his very next breath.
But Ye Lin knew that while the man appeared weak, whether he would actually die was another matter entirely.
"Fourth Young Master, I know you have a way."
"You are the Blade Saint's fourth personal disciple. Since the Blade Saint sent you here in person, he must intend to hand the entire Sacred Heaven Dynasty over to you."
"Our Sacred Heaven Dynasty has stood firm on the Origin Continent to this day only thanks to the Blade Saint's protection."
"I hope Fourth Young Master will give it some thought."
Fang Yuan looked at Ye Lin with utter sincerity. His voice and tone made it seem as though he were pleading.
From the moment Ye Lin had entered until now, this Emperor had displayed none of the lofty bearing of one in power. All he showed was the posture of someone asking a favor.
Hearing this, Ye Lin sighed and slowly rose to his feet.
"Senior Fang, if you were still in good health, then for the sake of a friendship with a senior like you, I would be willing to discuss this with my master."
"But such a tiny benefit alone is not enough to make me do that."
"I'll be leaving first."
"I hope to see the Third Princess before tomorrow. Otherwise, not a single member of the Sacred Heaven Dynasty's imperial family will be left alive."
"I am a merciful man. I'm showing Senior Fang respect, and I hope Senior Fang will not make things difficult for me either."
"I can promise you that after the Third Princess takes the throne,