"Even easier?" Old Witch Canggu was utterly bewildered. The greater the Imperial Clan's prestige, the harder they should be to deal with, shouldn't they?
He simply could not grasp the deeper meaning of the Witch Ancestor's words.
Just then, a witch hurried in to report, "Witch Ancestor, Sergei requests an audience outside. He says he has urgent military intelligence!"
The corners of Li Chen's mouth lifted slightly. "Oh? He arrived quickly-faster than that New Emperor kowtowing in the snow. Let him in."
Old Witch Canggu remained kneeling, still struggling to digest what Li Chen had meant by "even easier," while Sergei, one of the key figures in breaking the deadlock, had already hurried over.
Sergei rushed into the Witch Ancestor Grand Hall. Upon seeing Li Chen seated above, he knelt and paid his respects with practiced ease, his bearing utterly reverent.
After all, the man before him was not merely the mysterious and powerful Witch Ancestor, but also the master who had taught him his skills and shown him his path.
He dared not show the slightest negligence and immediately gave a detailed account of how the New Emperor had cleared his name and granted him the title of Grand Duke, as well as how Romanov had used public opinion to turn the situation around.
"Master, that is how things stand. Romanov is a crafty old fox. With this move, the righteous grounds for my uprising have all but vanished, and signs of unrest have already appeared in the army."
Sergei's voice carried anxiety. "Do you think we could take advantage of the New Emperor's accession, while his hold on the Imperial Throne remains unstable, to secretly contact the Imperial Princes who refuse to accept Matvei, such as the deposed Crown Prince, and have them stir up trouble in the