Jin Yulu did not kneel. He stood relatively far away, a complex look in his eyes.
The White Emperor sat on his massive stone chair, his feet still several zhang from the ground.
Logically speaking, it was impossible to step on the ground, so it was naturally impossible to stand up.
But he stood up just like that.
It was like a majestic snowy peak had appeared between the heavens and earth.
The heavens and earth naturally responded.
The ten-some snowy peaks rumbled like thunder.
Avalanches were happening everywhere, the wind and snow sweeping up to the front of the mountain.
The demi-human experts were jolted away from the stone chair by the power of the snowstorm.
The furious wind and rain fell on the White Emperor's imperial robe and immediately vanished, seemingly entering his body.
In the snowstorm, the White Emperor took three steps forward.
As the wind and snow entered his body, he grew taller and taller. His imperial robe was as good as new, the gray in his eyes completely transformed into pure white, exuding an oppressive chill.
He looked into the distance and indifferently asked, "What happened in the last few years?"
The Prime Minister knelt in the wind and snow, using the most concise words and the fastest speed, he recounted all the major events.
The White Emperor listened to this, his expression unchanging, remaining very calm.
Jin Yulu's voice suddenly came from the snowstorm.
"Bie Yanghong is dead, and Wuqiong Bi is also dead."
The White Emperor only raised his brows at these words.
The snowstorm gradually subsided.
Jin Yulu jeered, "I told you back then that one should choose a virtuous wife. It now seems that your insight is even inferior to Bie Yanghong's?"
The White Emperor remained silent, only looked in a certain direction.
All the demi-human experts and the soldiers on the other side of the lake looked in the direction of his gaze.
It was White Emperor City.
The truth was now before their eyes.
The White Emperor had been imprisoned for many years. This was truly Madam Mu's scheme.
Based on what they all thought, he should be leading the army to attack White Emperor City.
But the White Emperor did not move.
He no longer looked at the city. Turning his gaze ten-some li away, he asked, "You are Chen Changsheng?"
Many people followed his gaze and realized that Chen Changsheng had not come.
More importantly, many people, including the Prefects of the Orthodoxy, had already left. Only he and Tang Thirty-Six remained.
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Separated by ten-some li, Chen Changsheng and the White Emperor stared at each other.
He did not answer the White Emperor's question.
Because of his silence, the atmosphere among the snowy peaks became somewhat strange.
The Prime Minister stepped forward, preparing to say something.
A voice rang out in front of him.
It was Tang Thirty-Six's voice. "How rude of you, White Emperor."
Many years ago, Zhu Luo outside Hanqiu City and the Holy Maiden of the south outside Xunyang City had both asked the same question, not a single word out of place.
At that time, Zhu Luo and the Holy Maiden's questions represented their curiosity towards Chen Changsheng, and could also be said to be a form of acknowledgement.
At that time, his name had only just appeared on this continent.
But things were different now.
He was no longer that young Daoist from Xining Village, the new student of the Orthodox Academy. He was now the Pope of the Human race.
Even if it was Emperor Bai, asking him such a question was extremely rude.
Thus, when they heard Tang Thirty-Six's rebuke, the important figures of the Yao race were very angry, but they couldn't refute him.
The White Emperor calmly looked over and suddenly said, "Could it be that His Holiness is just here to watch the show?"
He ignored Tang Thirty Six, but the way he addressed Chen Chang Sheng was already different.
Chen Changsheng still did not respond.
When he was with Tang Thirty-Six, he would talk a little more.
But if he needed to communicate with the outside world, he would talk a lot less.
Because Tang Thirty-Six would speak on his behalf, and the entire Orthodox Academy knew that Tang Thirty-Six was better at talking than he was.
"If His Holiness had not acted, there would be a show to watch today."
Tang Thirty-Six calmly added, "So Your Holiness's words are completely wrong."
The White Emperor's words were implicitly referring to Chen Changsheng standing in the distance and having Linghai Zhiwang and the others leave early.
Tang Thirty-Six's response was also very clear. As the recipient, the demi-humans had no reason to question any of their arrangements.
But these words truly could not be considered respectful, especially when the person he was speaking to was the White Emperor.
Countless furious gazes fell on him.
Tang Thirty-Six's expression did not change.
At this moment, Chen Changsheng confirmed that Linghai Zhiwang and the others had already entered the secret path and finally broke the silence.
He turned to the snowy peak ten-some li away and said, "Junior bids farewell."
After saying this, he brought Tang Thirty-Six with him and turned to leave.
The White Crane was waiting for them not too far away.
Just like that, they left.
It had truly been done cleanly and efficiently.
After so much thought, they had finally rescued the White Emperor and seen the answer.
All of this had truly been Madam Mu's scheme.
To the Human race, this was the best answer.
Logically speaking, he should have stayed behind to discuss with the demi-humans what was to come.
But he did not do this, and instead had Linghai Zhiwang and the others leave first.
Because this answer was too good, too much like what he wanted.
So he decided to leave.
He wanted to do something.
He wanted to personally write down an answer.
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In the stone hall at the highest point of the Imperial City.
There were no pear blossoms outside the window, only a few scholar flowers.
Madam Mu was confident that this had nothing to do with Scholartree Manor.
Just like what was happening in the Starfall Mountains, it also had nothing to do with Chen Changsheng.
In the end, it was a problem between her and him.
"I do not know if your father is dead or alive, but I think that he is probably still alive."
She walked to the window and expressionlessly said, "Even if he is still alive, he can choose not to appear. If he does not appear, it means that he still has some affection for me. If he does appear, it means that he is truly heartless. And even now, I still do not know what answer I want."
As she spoke, her hand lightly stroked Luoluo's black hair.
Luoluo lowered her head, her face pale and her eyelashes fluttering. One could see that she was rather nervous.
The scholar tree outside the window suddenly began to fiercely tremble, dropping countless green leaves. It was like a painting had come to life.
Madam Mu's gaze pierced through the green leaves, still resting in the distance. After a long period of silence, she suddenly said, "Truly a heartless man."
Luoluo could no longer control herself. She raised her head to look at her mother.
"You took advantage of Father's heavy injuries to imprison him, using star stones to damage his demi-human essence in an attempt to kill him, and yet … you say that he is heartless?"
Her voice trembled, both from anger and sorrow. "Mother, you did all this for the Great Western Continent? Was it worth it? "
Madam Mu calmly gazed at her and said, "I have never liked you, because you are a daughter."
Luoluo tightly pursed her lips, her small face brimming with stubbornness. She said nothing.
Madam Mu knew what she meant and said, "Little Shi does not need me to entrust my thoughts on this world, so she naturally does not need to bear my demands."
Luoluo did not understand. Heartbroken, she asked, "But why?"
"Because the majority of girls are extroverted," Madam Mu calmly said. "I do not want to be this sort of person, nor do I hope that you will be this sort of person. In the future, no matter who you ultimately marry, you must remember that in the end, only your paternal family can help you, because all the men in the world have hearts that are hateful and heartless. "
This was the second time she had mentioned the heartless and ruthless nature of men.
Even though the truth seemed to be right in front of her, Luoluo could not help but feel confused. In a trembling voice, she asked, "Mother, just what is going on here?"
Madam Mu gazed out the window into the distance and said, "I hope that you will never know, nor understand what is going on here."
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(It's been a long time since I wrote these four words. All living things are bitter, all living things are bitter. It's actually all a matter of ten years ago. Let me simply sigh.) (To be continued.)
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