Qingzhou, the former seat of the Great Qing Dynasty.
On Laoshan stood a majestic, imposing palace, with the three great characters for "Night Emperor Palace" engraved beneath its gate.
At that moment, a middle-aged man in a black robe stood quietly at the cliff's edge before the great hall, gazing toward the distant horizon.
The man was over fifty, yet his hair was neatly bound, his long locks glossy black. He had dignified features and an untrammeled, immortal-like elegance about his brow, along with a trace of the majesty and grandeur of a mortal emperor.
He was none other than the former strongest expert of Great Qing, the Night Emperor!
Nearly ten years had passed since Great Qing's destruction.
The former Pigtail Dynasty had long since become a thing of the past.
Now, this land belonged to the people of Huaxia.
Even the Manchu people who had escaped complete destruction now held a lowly position. Under the suppression of the Huaxia people, they could no longer stir up any waves.
Of course, the Imperial Court did not deliberately oppress the Manchu people.
As long as they behaved themselves, stopped dwelling on their former glory, obeyed the law, and did not bully the other commoners, they could still live peaceful lives.
For those who refused to obey, the Imperial Court showed no mercy. On the contrary, its punishments for the Manchu people were even harsher.
In short, Qingzhou had now become a province of the Great Ming Dynasty through and through. With Embroidered Uniform Guard spies everywhere and several hundred thousand imperial troops stationed there, it was impossible for any further unrest to arise.
Even the people of the Jianghu were much better behaved than before.
When the Martial King launched his Western Expedition three years earlier, quite a few Jianghu