Nineteen years ago, His Majesty personally stamped the edict ordering his legitimate eldest son to commit suicide. As for legitimate nephews who died by his hand, there were as many as six.
Even if it was to deal with the imminent threat of Chu Xisheng, Emperor Jianyuan would still first ensure his control over Chu Ming.
Just as Chu Rulai was secretly filled with doubt, Emperor Jianyuan had already slapped the armrest. "Excellent!"
He shot Chu Rulai a sideways glance, then the corner of his lips lifted slightly. "In a while, Ming'er stays. Chu Xisheng's cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, making Me feel a thorn in My back and unable to sit still. As for improving your cultivation and Martial Arts, the sooner the better."
At this moment, State Preceptor Yu Kunlun and the 'Lighting World Demon Lamp' Zong Shenhua stepped into Yanying Hall one after the other.
