The Zixiao Palace rose rapidly, and its goal of being in Dongyou River and Mountain was clear, so the forces located in Dongyou Emperor Capital naturally became the main force over other places.

Inside and outside the Dongyou Imperial City, there are several villas belonging to Zixiao Palace. The government agencies are complex, and unless they are familiar with Zixiao Palace, ordinary people cannot enter.

In the evening, Ye Jin rode out of the imperial city alone, and rode his horse to a wide area. He galloped for half an hour before he reached the foot of a mountain in the suburbs.

Leaving the horse at the foot of the mountain, Ye Jin lightly tapped his toes, and his body flew over the mountain like a big roc spreading his wings. He reached the middle of the mountain between a few lines.

Walking up the winding mountain path, after about another stick of incense, we arrived at the top of the mountain with few eyes.

A flat ground, a dilapidated temple, and a desolate bamboo forest.

A man in blue clothes was standing in the open space in front of the bamboo forest, staring silently at the temple not far ahead.

The temple was dilapidated and there was really nothing to appreciate, but he was focused and seemed to have been immersed in his mind.

Ye Jin only saw his back and couldn't see his face. The first impression that came into his mind was that he felt that this person was too slender and thin, and he didn't look like a man at all.

Moreover, the aura that was revealed on the other person was empty and lonely, without the slightest anger that humans should have, and felt like... like a walking zombie without emotion.

Frowning, Ye Jin shook the sudden thought in his mind and said lightly: "Do you have something to tell me?"

After the words were finished, the other party did not respond, and seemed to have not heard anything at all.

Ye Jin's eyebrows were lightly locked, and he waited patiently for a while before he heard the other party's hoarse voice sound like a broken gong: "How many days are there left for the Dongyou Royal Family?"

How many days are there to go?

Ye Jin Weimo, is this you want a definite answer? Or is there any other profound meaning?

After thinking about it, he said, "It should be settled within one month."

Although he is blessed by God, Dongyou has not had large-scale natural and man-made disasters in recent years. However, because Jun Qian has long abandoned the government's affairs and is determined to seek the art of immortality, the foundation of the court has long been like a mess.

Zixiao Palace simply created a war and easily destroyed this seemingly solid but already corrupt huge rock.

"One month?" The other party didn't know if he was laughing, his voice was cold and ruthless, and there was a kind of vicissitudes that seemed to have been waiting for too long. "If you help me twice, Zixiao Palace will completely belong to you in the future. I will never care about the affairs in the palace again."

Ye Jin frowned subconsciously when he heard this, but it was not because of displeasure.

But the other party's words seemed to reveal a vague message.

In fact, Zixiao Palace had become Ye Jin's power two years ago. He and the Lord who had always been hidden behind the scenes were nominally a master and apprentice, but in fact it was just a cooperative relationship.

They still don’t know each other’s identities and never ask about it, as if they have an invisible tacit understanding.

Although he has not been very concerned about the Zixiao Palace in the past two years, he has never said this today. Somehow, Ye Jin suddenly wanted to know his identity at this moment.

After a moment of silence, Ye Jin said calmly: "What are you going to do with me?"
Chapter completed!