The Arrow in Hand

With the Demon-Revealing Mirror unable to reach Yang Mausoleum quickly, the imperial family had lost any real chance of winning its contest of Technique Methods against Zhu Jiuyin.

The contest was being fought over a great distance, which also restricted the forces that could come to their aid. Very few people could intervene.

No matter what abilities they had, everyone could only stare helplessly.

Flight techniques offered the only possible way to intervene in the struggle, but the court lacked top experts in that field. After repeated inquiries, no one stepped forward to accept the task.

At his fastest, Wei Wan would need two quarters of an hour to reach Yang Mausoleum, and that was his flying speed in daylight without a burden.

If he carried the Demon-Revealing Mirror, which was half a person's height, and flew through the night, not only might he fail to reach Yang Mausoleum on time, but the chances of Tian Fen having an accident on the way were quite high.

It was not that the new emperor and the grand empress dowager looked down on Tian Fen. His abilities only went so far, and he could hardly intervene in a contest at this level.

"You're the ones without the ability, so why look down on me?"

The only person dissatisfied was probably Tian Fen.

He had been caught in the crossfire and scorned by some people for no reason at all.

Tian Fen gloomily withdrew his Yang Corporeal Soul, put on his official robes, and decided to visit the empress dowager at Pepper Chamber Hall in the middle of the night.

If summoned, he would answer the call and do some work. If not, he would spend half the night chatting with the empress dowager, then wait for tomorrow's court discussion.

Tian Fen did