Emperor Chang Sheng and Elder Xieyun had not forgotten what they had once done. The two had come today clearly as friends.
After all, neither had mentioned the lightning tribulation just now. He did not believe that, with the imperial family's all-seeing network capable of uncovering even clues about the Fierce Ghost Sect, they could possibly be unaware of what had happened at Changlin Peak.
They might not have known the details concerning the Golden Claw, but they had surely suspected something. Their refusal to mention it at all meant they valued him more highly than any other treasure.
If that was the case, then the matter of the lightning tribulation would be much easier to explain.
No matter how enticing a treasure was, as long as one possessed sufficient strength and backing, those forces would not dare make trouble.
With that in mind, Yang Chen extended an invitation. "Two seniors, please!"
Elder Xieyun and Emperor Chang Sheng smiled, then led their entourage into the Northern Territory Sect.
By now, warriors from most factions had gathered in the Reception Hall. When Yang Chen and the imperial party arrived, many factions began murmuring among themselves.
"Two seniors, please." Yang Chen invited Elder Xieyun and Emperor Chang Sheng to sit in the foremost seats reserved for guests.
The seats themselves might have seemed insignificant, but anyone with discerning eyes could tell that the imperial family's relationship with Yang Chen appeared rather intimate.
Yang Chen then took the seat of honor alongside He Tan and Great Emperor Hua Wu.
The moment Yang Chen sat down, the Great Emperors from every side could no longer wait to ask, "Brother Yang Chen, can you explain what happened with those bolts of lightning falling one layer after another just now?"
"Yes, I happened to be near