Zhou Mu did not refute it.

After all, the facts are right in front of us.

He didn't argue about it; it didn't really matter.

Moreover, and most importantly, there was a reason why Blackie did all this so rashly.

However, when he went to ask Uncle Hei, Uncle Hei remained silent no matter what he did. Helpless, Zhou Mu had no choice but to go to the all-knowing Wang Xu.

Inside the study, Wang Xu was enjoying tea. Even after Zhou Mu entered, it didn't change Wang Xu's usual mood. He remained leisurely and carefree, as if he were in a paradise.

Zhou Mu was very patient and waited quietly on the side.

Driven by curiosity, he slowly picked up a cup of tea. He had just taken a small sip when a pungent bitterness surged forth like a raging torrent, and in a short moment, his face contorted in a grimace.

After a long while, until the bitterness in his mouth gradually faded, he recovered and said with a bitter face, "Sir, why do you like such bitter tea?"

While he was speaking, he didn't even dare to look at the tea, for fear that even a glance would make it taste incredibly bitter.

Wang Xu smiled faintly and said softly, "Without extreme bitterness, there is no sweetness after success."

"Sir, you seem to be spouting platitudes again. If you have a unique taste, just say so. Why beat around the bush like this?" Zhou Mu gave a helpless wry smile. Only Wang Xu could describe his love for bitter tea in such a refined and elegant way.

"Extraterrestrial demons have attacked Kyushu."

Setting down his teacup, Wang Xu said calmly.

Zhou Mu's brows furrowed immediately, as if he had thought of something bad. His expression gradually worsened. You must know that at the beginning of the Great Zhou Empire, the greatest enemy was the extraterrestrial demons.

If it weren't for the powerful extraterrestrial demons eyeing him from the outside, preventing him from dealing with internal issues and consolidating internal relationships, that vast empire wouldn't have collapsed in an instant.

It is no exaggeration to say that the extraterrestrial demons directly led to the collapse of the Great Zhou Empire.

Thinking of this, Zhou Mu's expression worsened. His eyes narrowed, and he looked at Wang Xu, saying, "You mean to form a coalition to fight against the extraterrestrial demons?"

He knew very well that it would be difficult for the Dragon Clan alone to resist the massive extraterrestrial demons. The only chance of survival was for the entire Kyushu continent to unite.

Once they form an alliance, given the current situation in the Desolate Heaven Domain, it may be difficult for them to achieve anything significant. After all, the forces in the Desolate Heaven Domain are too scattered, making it difficult to form a strong fighting force.

Wang Xu's considerations were not without merit.

If the Desolate Heaven Domain can be unified, then it will surely be able to occupy a place in the Allied Forces in the future.

The next morning

Zhou Mu got up early and started dealing with the day's affairs. When he returned to his study, the letters piled up all over the table. Lu Shan was tidying up the papers while saying with a hint of schadenfreude, "I used to think being an emperor was very comfortable, but seeing how many memorials you have to review now, I suddenly don't think so anymore."

Zhou Mu was speechless for a moment, standing at the door, unwilling to take a step inside. It was only when Lu Shan saw that Zhou Mu was still standing at the door that he quickly went out and dragged Zhou Mu in.

Then, he placed him on the chair in front of the memorial and said, "These are all your fates, my Lord Zhou Wu Emperor."

"well……"

Zhou Mu let out a long sigh, but fortunately he quickly got into work mode and handled things in an orderly manner.

Seeing that he didn't want to disturb them, Lu Shan went outside and met Zhang Ling'er, who had been waiting there, in the corridor. "Why are you here?"

A dazzling smile immediately bloomed on his face.

Zhang Ling'er seemed a little unhappy, pouting, and slightly raising her head to look at Lu Shan with her big, wet eyes, which was simply melting anyone's heart.

"My dad is pressuring me again..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Shan immediately understood that this was a way of urging marriage. As a seasoned fan of historical dramas, he knew all too well that the best way to maintain an alliance, besides through mutual benefit, was through marriage.

It's no exaggeration to say that the Sword God Palace could no longer offer anything that would tempt the Heavenly Pavilion, since the entire Desolate Heaven Domain had now become the Heavenly Pavilion's sphere of influence.

Wanting something is as simple as saying a few words.

Zhang Tianjian knew these things better than anyone else.

Therefore, only if Zhang Ling'er and Lu Shan get married as soon as possible can he finally put his mind at ease.

Lu Shan thought about it for a moment and then agreed. After all, for him, winning the heart of a beauty was undoubtedly a wonderful thing.

Moreover, Zhang Ling'er is very traditional and conservative. In many cases, he can't even touch her. Perhaps only when she is drunk and in a hazy state can he barely take advantage of her.

This beautiful and delicate flower can probably only be picked on the wedding night.

Thinking of this, he was extremely anxious and wanted to hold the wedding that very day so that he could quickly enter the bridal chamber.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling'er nodded gently, a captivating smile curving her cherry-like lips.

Lu Shan's throat moved suddenly, and he was about to make a move when Zhang Ling'er subconsciously took a step back and said with a grin, "You can't."

The emotions deep in Lu Shan's eyes gradually faded. He hugged Zhang Ling'er with a wronged expression and said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Waaah... you don't give me any benefits at all."

Zhang Ling'er said softly, "Won't it all be yours on our wedding night? Look at how impatient you are."

Lu Shan nodded in agreement.

...

It wasn't until the dead of night that Zhou Mu emerged from his study. The corridor was still brightly lit. He went to the ninth-floor pavilion, from where he could overlook the Great Wilderness City and take in all its sights.

"Thousands of lights are on, but sadly, not one of them is lit for me."

He let out a long sigh.

Why did you suddenly become so pessimistic?

It was Lu Shan's voice.

Zhou Mu didn't turn his head and continued, "How could I not be disappointed? I still haven't seen Xiao Jiu. I miss her so much..."

It was a deep, unforgettable longing; once that feeling took hold, it was so intense it was like being in hell, causing unbearable pain.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shan pursed his lips slightly, then walked to Zhou Mu's side, patted the latter's shoulder, and said, "You still have me."

"What use are you?" Zhou Mu looked at Lu Shan with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.

Lu Shan quickly realized that Zhou Mu had misunderstood, but he was prepared to satisfy Zhou Mu's perverse sense of humor. So he put on a strange smile and gave a knowing look, and said softly, "Use it however you want."