"Young Master Ling, follow me."
As he spoke, a force enveloped Ling Chen, drawing him from the Green Lotus Throne and bringing him beside Emperor Yan.
"You have obtained my inheritance; how could something like the Green Lotus Throne be worthy of you?"
Emperor Yan said with a smile.
"I will defer to your decision, my lord."
Ling Chen responded with a smile.
Clearly, Lord Yan Huang had better arrangements for him.
Seeing a Green Lotus Throne become available, Zhou Heng and Qi Luan by the shore had their eyes flare with eagerness.
"Boom!"
The two burst forth with Spiritual Power, preparing to make a move to compete for the last spot.
Emperor Yan glanced at them and said, "You are unworthy!"
As his words fell, the Green Lotus Throne directly sank into the lake.
These two had already failed in the previous competition.
What qualifications did they have to covet the royal inheritance she left behind?
She would rather waste it than give it to others.
