Li Hao and Director General Wang flew toward the imperial palace ruins as they chatted with each other. The little tree was surprised by the newcomer’s presence when the director general entered its territory. Director General Wang didn’t mind; he scanned the structure behind the tree.0

“The imperial palace is not what it once was,” he sighed. “The building is still there, but those that populate it are no longer. I visited a few times back in the day, but to think that this place would fall into disrepair as well!”0

The little tree was a bit wary, but didn’t make a sound.0

“There’s no need to pay attention to him, Senior Imperial Guard,” Li Hao laughed. “Let’s go. Just seal this place away!”0

The little tree still remained silent; it swiftly transformed into a tiny, crystalline tree.0

“Are you headed out too?” laughed Director General Wang. “Come, hitch a ride on my shoulder so you’re not torn to pieces! You can hold up, right, ole brother Li?”0

“Just about!”0

“Then good. Otherwise, whoever kills you now will...0