'It seems he was right. The Xuanlong Emperor was a wise ruler who restored his dynasty, but fate is cruel. He still died at the hands of his own son...'
'The Celestial Family is the most heartless. It was true for Great Liang, and it's true for the Zhou...'
Aboard the Tower Ship, Yu Zhong stood at Su Chen's side.
Su Chen couldn't help but sigh with emotion as he read about the Xuanlong Emperor's various policies.
'What a pity.'
'The thirty million people of Great Liang will have to suffer again.'
The Nujiang River churned violently, and only a First-Grade Tower Ship could navigate its center. But at this moment, a figure appeared, walking on the waves. He had a feminine air and wore a Purple Robe.
"Master Su, he's here."
