As the previous generation's god of war, someone even Xie Tianxia had once been uncertain she could defeat, the Empress Dowager indeed had the ability to kill Thousand Faces, even instantly-provided she could lock onto his true body.
But the Empress Dowager lived in Daming Palace and seldom ventured out, so she knew little of the outside world.
Her original agreement with Emperor Yongchang had also been for him to fulfill his filial duties once a month, so only today had she learned that he had suffered such a grievous injury. Faced with her fury, Emperor Yongchang sighed again. "Imperial Mother, Thousand Faces is already dead. There's no need to take issue with a dead man." "Really?"
"Really. Wenxi set a trap and killed him."
In truth, Emperor Yongchang did not quite believe it.
But ever since news of Thousand Faces' death had spread, he really had never shown his face in the Jianghu again.
At least, none of the emperor's information channels had received any word.
So he could only treat Thousand Faces as dead.
He had, however, vaguely heard a little about Thousand Faces' successor.
That child A-Xin seemed to have studied disguise and impersonation quite extensively.
He was even confident he could fool the Prince of Donghai.
Whenever his thoughts reached this point, Emperor Yongchang forcibly stopped himself. He could not keep thinking along those lines.
People could not afford too much idle time. Once idle, their minds started wandering.
If he actually thought something through, what would become of the happiness of his later life-and his lower half?
His hopes for the future still lay with Lianshan Jingcheng.
The Empress Dowager saw that Emperor Yongchang was not speaking his mind.
After all her years deep within the palace, she guessed the truth in an instant. "Whose