Inside the secluded cultivation chamber, qi surged endlessly like a vast ocean.
Dense streams of qi revolved around Bai Zihan's body before gradually being absorbed into his meridians.
Ever since returning to the Bai Clan, there had been very few matters capable of truly disturbing him.
As for the Imperial Family, Bai Zihan merely had Kong Zhanhong keep an eye on the situation from the shadows.
Even after hearing the news regarding the Second Prince's conviction for murdering the Eleventh Prince and Thirteenth Princess before ultimately committing suicide within the Imperial Prison, Bai Zihan did not think much of it.
To him, the imperial throne struggle had little to do with the Bai Clan for now.
Knock! Knock!
The sound echoed from outside the chamber.
Bai Zihan slowly opened his eyes.
A faint ripple spread through the surrounding qi before the entire room gradually calmed down.
His brows furrowed slightly.
He had already given strict orders long ago.
