Outside the Hall of Heaven's Mandate.
Si Chen's gaze slowly swept over Ye Tang, Chen Xiao, Lin Qing He, and the civil and military officials whose faces were filled with awe.
"I leave the Central Province in your hands."
His voice was gentle, just as it had been when he was the black-clad youth who stirred up storms in the Imperial Capital.
Great Yin's officials bowed deeply once more.
Si Chen nodded slightly, cast one last glance at Ye Tang, and said evenly:
"Take care, everyone."
As his words fell, he slowly raised his right hand and lightly drew it across the space before him.
Hum...
The passage of the Great Void Shift slowly opened.
Si Chen lifted his foot and stepped inside at an unhurried pace.
Seeing this, Si Ming bowed to everyone behind him, then hurriedly jogged after him.
Their figures vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving the assembled officials and their young sovereign exchanging bewildered looks.
Before the great hall.
The young sovereign, Ye Tang, remained bent in a deep bow, his body trembling slightly.
"Y-Your Majesty..."
Seeing this, the chief palace attendant cautiously approached, intending to help him up.
"Stand aside!"
In an uncharacteristic gesture, Ye Tang abruptly swept his sleeve and straightened on his own.
He gazed in the direction where Si Chen had vanished, his eyes reddening. Yet his young face, somewhat gloomy from years of living in fear and trepidation, now shone with unprecedented brilliance!
He was an overlooked, illegitimate son of Great Yin's imperial family, left in a remote little town for years.
From the day Ye Fu brought him back and forcibly hoisted him onto this dragon throne, he had never felt secure.
Anyone with eyes could see that the eldest princess merely needed a descendant of the