Several days later.
Heaven Dou Palace.
An elderly man dressed in robes that seemed forged from gold sat in the main hall, his face carrying an imposing majesty even without anger.
Whether from his attire or the aura of authority cultivated over many years, everything about him showed that he was no ordinary man.
And indeed, that was the case.
For he was Xue Ye, the current ruler of the Heaven Dou Empire, one of the two great empires.
"Your Majesty, His Highness Crown Prince Xue Qinghe requests an audience."
A servant stepped close to Xue Ye and spoke softly.
"Qinghe is here? Hurry and let him in."
Though somewhat surprised, Xue Ye still had the servant bring Xue Qinghe inside.
Very soon, Xue Qinghe, disguised by Qian Renxue, arrived before Xue Ye.
Qian Renxue gave a slight bow. "Father!"
As the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire and the future heir to the throne, Qian Renxue did not need to kneel or bow to anyone.
Even if that person was the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe's nominal father.
"You're here."
Xue Ye nodded at Qian Renxue in satisfaction.
He was quite satisfied with this heir.
Even though she had secretly arranged the deaths of two princes who were also Xue Ye's sons.
The struggle for the throne had always been like this.
Either you died, or I perished.
Since the second and third sons had dared to step forward and compete with the crown prince for the throne, it was only natural for them to die in the struggle.
After all, if they truly wanted to live, why couldn't they have acted like the fourth son, Xue Beng, and become a debauched prince to make their stance clear?
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