Li Zhong carefully helped Yang Ling up and glanced around. There was only one grand armchair here, and it belonged to Zhao Chongxu.
"Is he really that precious?"
Zhao Chongxu grabbed Yang Ling by the back of his neck and casually tossed him aside.
Yang Ling landed squarely in the chair, his head drooping against his shoulder as he slept soundly.
Li Zhong said quietly, "Sir, this is the Dharma Eye True Divine Ability. In our Zhao Kingdom... Director Xiao Yang may well be the only person to have developed it."
He paused. "If Director Xiao Yang's Dharma Eye can identify those spies, then we could easily root out not just the Rong Tribe's agents... but the Great Dream Dynasty's as well."
"According to reports from my agents in the Great Dream Dynasty, they've been sending spies here every year. After all these years, their numbers have grown to an appalling extent."
Zhao Chongxu narrowed his eyes and said:
"The Nine Immortal Dao Palace, the Extreme Flame Sword Palace, the Arhat Temple, the Divine Sect, and every level of our court-where aren't there spies from the Great Dream Dynasty?
"Quite a few of them have long since risen to high positions. Not only do they receive help from certain people in the Zhao Kingdom, but they also have the Great Dream Dynasty backing them. They might as well write 'I am a spy' across their faces.
"But what can we do? Nothing. We can neither root them out nor leave them alone.
"If we truly fell out with them, I honestly don't know how many Celestial Immortals in the Zhao Kingdom would stand on our side."
At that, he looked at Yang Ling, who lay motionless in a deep sleep.
"If you're awake, open your eyes. Eavesdropping isn't a good