Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud

As Ning Fengzhi's words fell, the atmosphere in the hall changed in an instant.

The civil and military officials lowered their heads, hardly daring to breathe. Those who had still held out a shred of hope abandoned their last wishful thoughts.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and asked in a measured voice:

"Lin Yuan, I had every member of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's royal clan seized and thrown into prison on my way here." He pointed to the Dragon Throne. "Now, only this one remains."

On the Dragon Throne, Xue Ye's face slowly drained of color. It's over. Is it my turn?

Ning Fengzhi turned to Lin Yuan. "What do you plan to do with the rest?"

Lin Yuan felt a headache coming on. Making him manage so many affairs—how was that any different from prison?

"I'll leave the loose ends to Uncle Ning. He's led the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for years, so I'm sure he'll handle them well."

Dugu Bo clicked his tongue beside them. Lin Yuan clearly wanted nothing to do with the work and was dumping it all on Ning Fengzhi.

"Not bad, Lin Yuan. When you wash your hands of the work, you really don't do it by halves."

Gu Rong joined in, grinning at Lin Yuan. "Exactly. You've even got Fengzhi running errands for you. At this rate, who knows who'll be sitting in this hall's throne next?"

"What are you saying? It's called leaving the work to the expert. Uncle Ning has managed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for years. Of course he has more experience than I do."

Lin Yuan hurried to defend himself, then strode toward the Dragon Throne and stopped before Xue Ye.

"Xue Ye, where's the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud? I'll keep something that important safe for