He cupped his hands towards Ween Zhiyi, then transformed into a golden light and flew out of the Ice City.
Ween Zhiyi remained standing, gazing in the direction Chu Xisheng departed.
Only when Chu Xisheng's aura completely vanished from her sensing range did Ween Zhiyi turn around and walk through the palace gates.
"Send the command to the Ministry of Industry, instruct them to send people to remodel my bedchamber. The Yang Flame power within must be strengthened, its potency must increase by at least seventy percent, and those 'Great Sun God Mirrors' need seventy more added to the current number! This must be done swiftly and preferably within three days."
The female officials behind Ween Zhiyi abruptly paused.
They exchanged apprehensive glances.
Increase the number of 'Great Sun God Mirrors', strengthen the Yang Flame power.
Has their City Lord's injuries worsened again?
Does she need more powerful Yang Yan Fire to dissolve the Divine Yin cold?
