Xuan Zi: Get Me into the Soul Engineer Legion

Seeing that he truly could not persuade Xuan Zi otherwise, Zhao Yunfeng could only bite the bullet and agree. "Elder Xuan, I understand. I'll convey your wishes to the others."

"Mm, go handle your business. Oh, and remember to bring the Star Luo Spies and Dou Ling Spies along. That way, gathering intelligence will be more efficient," Xuan Zi said.

"Yes, Elder Xuan!" Zhao Yunfeng replied respectfully.

Mingdu, Imperial Palace, Sun Moon Hall.

Sunlight filtered through gaps in the leaves, shining in through the window and scattering patches of light of varying sizes across the floor.

Xu Tianran sat in his wheelchair, both hands gripping the armrests tightly. His knuckles had turned white, and his expression was grim.

The reason was simple. He had just left court. At first, the ministers had been discussing the war at the front lines, praising Old Kong and Ju Zi for their wisdom and valor, as well as His Majesty's sagacity. He had been quite pleased to hear it, but as they continued, their tone shifted. They began urging him to take more consorts, establish an Empress soon, and produce heirs as early as possible.

In truth, he understood the ministers' thoughts. Though these people had selfish motives and wanted to use this opportunity to become relatives of the imperial family, what they said was not wrong. If he truly followed their advice, his throne would undoubtedly become more secure.

But the problem was that, due to his disability, he was impotent. It was simply impossible for him to have biological children. If he took in numerous consorts, his physical defect would definitely be exposed.

Would his throne still remain secure then?

Those members of the imperial clan who had long coveted his throne would probably pounce on him like sharks scenting blood, using