At first, He Pingsheng had no idea what was going on.
But he suddenly thought of something: Wang Dun had repeatedly urged him to listen to his advice and not come to the Great Order Emperor Domain.
Then, after He Pingsheng arrived, he learned that he was wanted.
The crucial thing was that the brat had stubbornly refused to explain why.
That made things quite clear. The bastard who had gone to the Emperor Palace to steal things and broken into the empress's bedchamber was most likely Wang Dun. But doing it was one thing-why the hell had he impersonated He Pingsheng?
Well, damn!
He really knew how to play!
Using my name, you fucking...
The anger in He Pingsheng's heart involuntarily dissipated again.
Using someone else's name, well... hmm... wasn't really that outrageous, right?
It's fine. As long as I don't admit I'm He Pingsheng, the empress won't catch me.
Even if she does, one look at me will naturally tell her I'm not the person she wants.
"How far is that place you mentioned from Emperor City?" He Pingsheng asked Zhou Qingmei.
"Not far," Zhou Qingmei said. "At the speed of your Silver River Heavenly Shuttle, we'll be there in two or three days at most!"
"Good!" He Pingsheng drained the Spirit Tea in his cup. "I'm not particularly interested in Emperor City anyway. Let's head straight there!"
He Pingsheng's goal was to obtain the Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire.
He had only come to Emperor City because he happened upon it and wanted to have a look while he was here.
He had not expected to stumble into this mess.
Just then, someone else in the Spirit Tea House spoke up. "Everyone, an unusual creature suspected to belong to the Divine Race recently appeared in Fang Mountain, not far