As Ren Tao looked at Emperor Xue Beng, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The strongest was:
This Emperor Xue Beng was an impostor, and according to the book, only one person could impersonate him so flawlessly. The name was right on the tip of my tongue.
But Emperor Xue Beng gave him no opportunity to keep observing him. With a bang, he shut the window again.
He leisurely sat down by the window and said mildly, "It isn't time to talk yet. Wait a little longer. Consider this our first collaboration. You must do me this small courtesy!"
This wasn't how the book went, was it?
Wasn't she a brainless, reckless woman? Or was she only like that when facing Tang San?
But if this girl was already here, could her grandfather be far behind?
Ren Tao felt a headache coming on. Truly, better to have no book than believe every word in one. According to the book, Qian Daoliu hardly ever involved himself in anything, while Qian Renxue had big breasts and no brains. So why were the ones slipping through the cracks and reaping the fisherman's rewards precisely this grandfather and granddaughter?
Yu Xiaogang probably never imagined that his attempt to make a sure thing even surer would become his greatest vulnerability.
The whistling of wings slicing through the air rose on the wind. Soul Masters with Sharp-Tailed Swift martial souls came soaring over, shouting angrily in unison,
"Ren Woxing, you old scoundrel! Do not harm our sovereign!"
That sounded wrong. Had I gone back to the Three Kingdoms era?
"Ren Woxing" laughed heartily. "It was only a joke! What are you all panicking for? Everyone isn't here yet. We can fight once they've all arrived!"
Phew~
The Soul Masters from the Agility Hall all breathed great