Almost everyone's gaze was cast onto the White Jade Square, onto the two figures of varying size.
The quiet White Jade Square was filled with a stifling yet bizarre atmosphere.
Spring rain pattered on the white stones, making a soft muffled sound.
The silence lasted for a long time. It was finally broken with Li Che holding Xi Xi's hand, slowly raising his head.
Li Che's gaze shifted, first landing on the Empress, then moving to the Emperor seated on the high platform, whose presence was profound and terrifying.
However, before Li Che could speak.
The Empress turned her head, looking at the Emperor: "Your Majesty, are you serious?"
Countless gazes shifted again, all focusing on the Emperor whose face was indistinguishable but whose authority was as imposing as a mountain.
The breathing of the Eldest Prince, the Second Prince, and the Third Prince quickened.
They all stared eagerly at the Emperor, seemingly trying to ascertain the meaning of his words, pondering his decree.
