"Understood, Master." Li Chu replied instantly.
But these words made the old eunuch kneeling to the side feel uneasy. He had yet to learn that many of the Ten Constant Attendants had already been slain by Qin Yuesheng; with the deaths of the Nine Thousand Years and Duke Xuanming, the Rootless Sect was now entirely in decline, no longer able to hide in the shadows and manipulate Chang'an.
In this way, as long as Li Chu was no longer concerned with the affairs of the realm, Sanhuang could march unimpeded into the Central Plains, their blades pointed at Chang'an.
If Li Chu no longer coveted the empire, the succession of Sanhuang would become an extremely easy matter.
"Take this. Consider it a gift from your master." Qin Yuesheng took out three Inner Strength Pills and handed them to Li Chu.
