"By the way," seeing that Zhou Qing no longer retorted, Sikong Yan changed the topic, his tone becoming light once again, "Have you been to a certain place since you came to the Imperial City?"
"Where?"
"Jintian Palace."
Zhou Qing's pupils contracted sharply, about to nod but suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Jintian Palace? Lin Jin?"
He looked at Sikong Yan incredulously, his heart pounding like a drum.
Sikong Yan chuckled at his reaction, "Exactly what you're thinking. But I had decent luck; I made some preparations before it happened, which is why I escaped unscathed."
"You... you're the Grand Prince Xuanyuan Xuanhuang?" Zhou Qing's voice trembled as if he had discovered an enormous secret, his heart beating rapidly.
Sikong Yan said leisurely, "It seems you indeed went there. The palace, is it still magnificent?"
"Impossible! You clearly..." Zhou Qing still couldn't believe it.
