Dealing with the three children was easier than dealing with the living sage. Song Min let them rant and call him childish names. It was much easier now that the child with gifted Extreme Yang was away from the palace. With Hong Nian Niang pinned and Liu Guiya exhausted, there was nobody left to stop him from brutishly breaking his way into the imperial palace.
Time is of the essence. He had to work quickly before Yan Ping figured out his plans.
"Be good and stay here," he told the fuming children. "This is my inner world. As long as I exist, none of you can escape. It will be over soon enough. Apart from the Emperor's death, I'm not interested in anyone else."
Inner world? Even Mingshen had never heard of such a thing.
"How can we believe anything you say?" he spat. "Why would anyone with a grudge against the Emperor cause so many deaths and implicate the murim world? You're nothing but a liar."
