Shengjing City, Beiyuan Palace Bamboo Pavilion.
Qi Yun was teasing his little granddaughter. Looking at Yaoyao's chubby and adorable face, he was utterly captivated.
At this moment, a Silver Armored Soldier came in, knelt on one knee, and said, "Master, we just received news that His Highness and the others are going to enter the Underground Imperial Mausoleum of the Xia Dynasty."
Qi Yun paused his hand around the little girl's, immersed in silence for quite a while before saying, "If they want to go, let them go. That place… though fraught with peril, also holds opportunities. It depends on their fate."
The Silver Armored Soldier looked troubled, hesitating to speak.
"What, do you want to ask why I don't stop you from going there?"
"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!"
"Haha, what's so daring about this? You all were brought out by me from there, surely you have some special feelings towards that place, don't you?"
Qi Yun looked at them with a seemingly indifferent smile.
