In the North Qiu Kingdom’s Royal Palace, the Emperor, Pan Yu, was seated comfortably on the throne as he looked down upon the girls dancing elegantly. Occasionally, he would take a sip from his cup made of specially crafted spiritual jade and he smiled pleasantly in satisfaction.

Half an hour ago, he had just conversed with Pan Wen and learned that the other side had smoothly integrated with the Muji Kingdom’s troops. From the current outlook, the Alliance’s east territory was practically guaranteed to be in the Empire’s bag already.

“His Highness is capable, indeed. He has only been there for a few days, but he has already taken over the troops from several countries in the Alliance. He is just like Your Majesty in your youth, no wonder he is our Crown Prince.” A confidante complimented as he saw the good atmosphere, causing Pan Yu to feel delighted.

“The Alliance is just a ragtag bunch. We have let them do whatever they wanted to do for so long, it is about time to let them know who the real owner of Tianyuan Continent is,” Pan Yu snorted.

Suddenly, the Communication Conch that was hung around Pan Yu’s waist flashed. Pan...