Zhao Changkong’s pupils dilated and he stared at Qing Buyi, unsure of what to say. The thing that’d appeared in Dusk Province’s ancient tomb a thousand years ago was too powerful for even the emperor to handle. It’d been listed as a taboo as a last resort.

Qing Buyi’s sudden revelation was, therefore, utterly incomprehensible to the prince.

“The twenty-four facets’ imperial courts have a far more tenuous rule over the world than their ancient predecessors.” Qing Buyi straightened himself, placing both hands behind his back. “People like us have no love for the endless chaos of the near past, which is why we begrudgingly follow Nephrite Major’s rules for the moment. Chen Xiao and I aren’t nearly as nice as Duskwater’s Mo Yi, though, and we won’t put up...