"With me here, Great Qin shall not perish."
Shen Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, his expression always composed.
His confident posture made Mu Shentong's eyes narrow slightly.
"Indeed, I was shortsighted in the past; I never expected that apart from Gu Xuanji, Great Qin would have another being of your caliber. However, I am no longer the me of old, and Great Zhou is no longer the Great Zhou of old. Did you really come here alone, confident you can leave unscathed?"
His words suddenly filled the throne hall with murderous intent. The civil and military officials' eyes gleamed with a faint, eerie green, as if awaiting only an order to pounce and devour their opponent whole.
Mu Shentong may have regained his memories, but these civil and military officials had not reclaimed their memories of bygone eras; it was still unknown whether they were manifested illusions or truly existed.
