"Is this information reliable?"
Inside Chengming Hall, Emperor Xia, who was reading a letter, shot to her feet. Her bright yellow robes were embroidered with a pattern of a dragon soaring over the vast sea. The sudden movement sent the hem of her robes rippling like tumultuous golden waves.
Her brows were tightly furrowed, her face a mask of turmoil.
Spring Orchid stood respectfully to the side, her head and delicate hands lowered. Upon hearing the question, she simply said in a low voice, "According to the report from our informant in the Naxian Alliance, it should be correct."
"Young Master Jiang changed his appearance, but for some unknown reason, he seems to be trying to approach that Blood Immortal Sect stronghold..."
The Naxian Alliance was, after all, personally established by Emperor Xia, who had secretly allocated many resources and Magical Artifacts to it.
