Qian Renxue nodded slightly. This was more or less what she had expected.
Spirit Hall had mobilized a vast number of Soul Masters this time. If they flooded into Heaven Dou City all at once, even the best disguises would arouse suspicion.
But spreading them out was another matter. Three or five could pose as a merchant caravan, seven or eight as commoners visiting relatives. Dozens of groups entering the city over several days would be like drops of water falling into sand—even the sharpest eyes would struggle to distinguish them.
"How much longer until everyone is in position?"
"Five days at the earliest, seven at the latest," Yue Guan answered crisply.
"There are still several groups on the road, all transferred from remote branch halls. Their routes are the longest, but also the least conspicuous."
Qian Renxue tapped a finger lightly against the table, producing a dull sound.
She had spent more than a decade in this palace, learning every brick, every door, and every person's background inside out.
She had prepared countless plans for this day, working through every possible mishap and its countermeasure.
Now, only these last few days remained.
"That will be enough."
Qian Renxue rose and walked to the window.
Light streamed through it, gilding the edges of her bright yellow dragon robe.
With her back to the two Titled Douluo, she gazed past the layers of palace buildings toward the gradually brightening horizon.
"In seven days," she said softly, every word clear, "the grand court assembly."
Yue Guan and Gui Mei raised their heads at the same time.
Qian Renxue turned. Her cool eyes looked especially deep in the morning light.
"At the grand court assembly, every civil and military official will gather. Everyone who needs to be there will attend. By then, there