In Heaven Dou City, the heart of the Heaven Dou Empire, the atmosphere was unusually tense.
The shadow of war hung like a dark cloud over every citizen's heart.
The cruelty and uncertainty of war filled people with fear and unease. Even the strongest hearts struggled to withstand that invisible pressure.
Yet within the Imperial City, His Majesty Xue Qinghe displayed astonishing composure and resolve at the morning court session.
He gave a direct order to prepare for war, but when it came to specific tactics and strategies, Xue Qinghe remained silent, giving no one any clear instructions.
His silence not only bewildered the ministers but also plunged all of Heaven Dou City into deeper anxiety.
Meanwhile, a beautiful figure quietly appeared inside Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City.
It was Qian Renxue. She gently pushed open the door and entered the room of Chen Xuanqing, the Son of God.
The sight before her made her cry out in shock. Chen Xuanqing was sharing a bed with eight other women, all beneath the same great quilt.
A flicker of anger crossed Qian Renxue's face. She covered her face and glared furiously at Chen Xuanqing.
Chen Xuanqing, however, calmly put on his clothes, then whispered into Qian Renxue's ear, "Don't worry, Xue'er. Before long, there'll be a place for you, too."
At those words, Qian Renxue's expression softened slightly. Still, she knew this was not the time to discuss such things.
Qian Renxue quickly composed herself and reminded him coldly, "Get to the point!"
Chen Xuanqing also realized he had lost his composure. He swiftly reined in his smile and said seriously, "All right, let's get down to business."
Soon, they all moved to the sofa, ready to discuss the coming war.
Looking at the beautiful women before him, each with