"Since that's the case, there's no harm in taking a look," Xu Zimo said.
After leaving the Wonderful Jade Pavilion, the singing girls on the stages finally let out a sigh of relief.
A sedan chair was parked on the street outside.
It was clear that once Great Qin accepted the cooperation, its attitude had changed considerably.
And although the Demon Race was already like the setting sun, liable to be swallowed by the human race at any moment,
if they prepared properly and maneuvered between the human race's two Major Powers, they might perhaps gain something unexpected.
But this matter had nothing to do with Xu Zimo anymore.
He had merely come to Chang'an City for a stroll and, incidentally, to help negotiate. The rest should be left for Chaos to worry over.
When he arrived at the imperial palace, it was now guarded with extreme vigilance.
There was a small sentry post every three steps, and a patrol squad could be seen every ten.
Perhaps Xu Zimo's nighttime intrusion into the palace had left all of Chang'an City with the oppressive air of a storm about to break.
Having been to the palace once already, Xu Zimo was now familiar with the route.
This time, the place where King Qin received Xu Zimo was not the Golden Palace Hall, where important affairs were discussed, but the more private Son of Heaven's Palace.
The Son of Heaven's Palace was divided into an inner and outer hall.
The inner hall was a place for rest. Other than the Empress and the concubines, no one was permitted to enter.
The outer hall was where King Qin met ministers in private and handled official documents.
Though the entire Son of Heaven's Palace was not as grand as the Golden Palace Hall, it