The dragon chariot carried Ji Minghao and Xie Xun swiftly towards Prince Pingjian Mansion.
On the dragon chariot, Xie Xun's gaze slightly focused.
"Holy Emperor, I hold a different opinion!"
"Speak!" Ji Minghao replied calmly.
"Holy Emperor might consider that, with the Martial Saint's passing, major events have consecutively occurred. That Sword Immortal, Wang Yu of the Nine Heavens, and other beings of the Upper Three Days, all the Great Cave Heaven Blessed Lands; the entire world has long been undercurrents surging! All factions have long been restless. Who can guarantee that it is not someone deliberately framing, sowing discord between the Holy Emperor and King Luoshui?"
Xie Xun poured out his thoughts all at once.
Hearing these words, Ji Minghao's gaze slightly focused in silence.
