Many doubts abound, yet even without proof, it's enough for him to start making moves.
Concerning Old Emperor Zhen and the great upheaval from over two thousand years ago, Li Xingchen personally took charge this time.
He began to visit the subordinates of Old King Qi quietly, starting from the most loyal followers, making his rounds one by one.
On the other hand, King Qi, completely unaware of the impending crisis, was in the study of his residence.
Sitting across from him was a White Water Egg with no facial features and no hair.
The White Water Egg wore an unadorned black robe, sitting there quietly waiting.
"Your Highness, King Qi, your movements are too slow,"
"This is already quite fast, and there will be results soon. If all goes well, we will certainly go to war with Dali to reclaim the lost land." King Qi did not look at the White Water Egg, focusing on his book, scribbling and drawing on the paper.
"Your Highness, before the dust has settled, anything is possible.
