Qian Renheng stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Qian Wuji turn into a breeze and vanish into the night. His handsome face was filled with helplessness.
"Uncle-Grandfather..." Qian Renheng held his forehead with one hand and could not help but let out a bitter laugh. "I hope you're really only leaving them a signal this time. Please don't make any bigger mess."
"I don't want us to return to Spirit City only to be pinned to chairs by the Old Ancestors and interrogated one by one about our glorious exploits in Heaven Dou City!"
Just thinking about his great-great-grandfather Qian Yanyan's explosive temper made Qian Renheng's scalp tingle.
If the elders found out that Uncle-Grandfather had not only failed to restrain himself this time, but had gone even further and stolen someone else's Imperial Jade Seal and founding sword, the scene would be far too beautiful. He did not even dare to think any further.
Meanwhile, having left the hotel, Qian Wuji leisurely moved through the heavily guarded night sky above Heaven Dou City.
He did not head directly to the Imperial Study in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace. Instead, he expertly retraced his route to the Royal Mausoleum of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
Although Xue Ye had already returned to the palace in a fury after venting his thunderous rage.
The mausoleum that had lost the King's Sword remained brightly lit.
Inside and outside the mausoleum, guards stood every few steps. A large number of tense, fully armed royal elite soldiers and several formidable court Consecrated Elders were stationed there. Not even a fly could get in.
"Tsk, tsk. They've put on quite the defensive display."
Qian Wuji hid within a cloud high in the sky, looking down at the heavily guarded mausoleum with a disdainful sneer. "Unfortunately,