Emperor Gan staggered to the door of the warehouse, pushed it open and went in. Looking at the warehouse that was originally full of things, now so empty that there was not even a piece of grass, he felt a little dizzy.

His body swayed and he almost fell down.

Jinzhong saw that something was wrong and quickly reached out to support him, shouting, "Quick, go call the doctor!"

Emperor Gan spat out another mouthful of blood, his face darkened rapidly, and he looked as if he had lost all his energy. He became more and more listless and fainted completely.

When I woke up again, it was already dark outside.

The Queen's face was full of concern: "Your Majesty, how are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell? Come, take the medicine and you will be fine."

When he opened his mouth, his throat felt dry and he could smell the smell of blood. He frowned, and the next moment there was a cup of tea at his lips. He took a sip and rinsed his mouth.

With a hoarse voice: "Queen, why are you here?"

Emperor Gan's mind was a little confused, and he couldn't remember for a moment how he fainted. His heart ached whenever he thought about it, so he decided to give up.

The Queen lowered her eyes and hesitated. Should she tell His Majesty? If she got provoked again, wouldn't it be...

Seeing that she was hesitating, he waved his hand impatiently.

"You go sit aside and ask Jinzhong to come over. I have something to ask him."

Jinzhong knelt on the ground and said humbly, "Your Majesty, it's good that you woke up. The imperial physician said that you vomited blood because of anger. You just need to rest well for a few days and you will be fine."

Emperor Gan leaned back against the pillow, clutching his chest and asking, "Is my private vault really gone? Not a single blade of grass is left? How is that possible?"

"Even if the thieves are highly skilled in martial arts, how did they manage to transport so many things out? Is there a secret passage? We need someone to investigate."

"Go, call the people from the Dali Temple. I'll give them half a month. If they can't find the thief's whereabouts, don't blame me for being unkind."

Jinzhong didn't dare to say anything after hearing this.

"Yes, I will go and pass on the order right away."

The Queen pondered for a moment, her voice a little strained. "Your Majesty, not only your private vault was robbed, but also my vault, the vaults of my sisters, and the imperial kitchen."

"From gold, silver, and jewelry to spittoons, wooden basins, iron basins, bowls, and chopsticks, there was nothing left."

"Except for the cold palace, the thieves looted almost every part of the palace. I also heard that the same thing happened to several ministers' homes. They must be the same group of people."

Emperor Gan listened secretly, his eyes becoming darker.

This obviously doesn't look like something a human could do. Could it be the man of destiny? Yes, who else but him has this ability?

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "Come here, invite Taoist Zhang and the Imperial Master to come and settle the matter of the theft. Don't make this matter public."

Not long after, the two of them came into the room, stared at the person on the bed, and bowed slightly: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Gan said in a deep voice, "I asked you two to come here to settle the matter of last night's theft. I want to find out who did it. If I catch him, I will cut him into pieces."

The two looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.

Puzzled, he asked, "Your Majesty, what do you mean by burglary? Could it be that the Imperial Palace was burglarized? How is that possible? The Imperial Palace is heavily guarded, how could thieves get in?"

Emperor Gan's expression grew increasingly grim, his eyes bloodshot as he gritted his teeth, "It was a theft. Not only were the gold, silver, and jewelry stolen, but also every pot, pan, and bowl was taken. This doesn't seem like something a human could do."

"I asked you two to come here just to calculate whether that person is the one destined by heaven, and what exactly is his ability?"

Taoist Zhang's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he whispered, "In reply to your Majesty, I have indeed seen some talented people who can do things that ordinary people cannot do."

"For example, a storage bag. If someone has profound Taoist skills, they can use this item to store it in the storage bag and then use the teleportation talisman to leave..."

Emperor Gan's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, "Master, what you're talking about is cultivation, the cultivation of immortality. Where is this sect?"

"I have only heard of this from my master, but I have never seen such a capable person. It is hard to say for sure whether this is the one destined by heaven."

"What about the Imperial Master?"

Imperial Master Wuchen, with his sage-like demeanor, changed the subject directly: "Your Majesty, I feel that even if we can uncover the truth of this matter, it will be very difficult to apprehend the perpetrators."

"There are more important things at hand. If we don't hurry up, more people will die..."

Emperor Gan frowned slightly, puzzled, "What do you mean, Imperial Master? Did you predict something? Just say it directly."

"Yes, I had a dream last night and predicted something. There will be an earthquake in the capital within ten days. If we don't move out quickly, the palace will collapse and countless people will be killed and injured."

"What? Earthquake. Why is there an earthquake in the capital?"

Imperial Master Wuchen clasped his hands together and muttered something in a low voice.

"Amitabha, the Great Dragon Vein has dimmed and can no longer protect the Imperial City. It's not surprising that there are earthquakes. The best plan now is to quickly move away from the capital."

Emperor Gan felt a sharp pain in his heart as he gasped, "Master, are you serious? What do you mean by Da Gan's luck is about to end? Are you saying that this is a sign of the demise of the Da Gan nation?"

Imperial Master Wuchen clasped his hands together, chanted an incantation, and turned a deaf ear to the emperor's words.

The Great Campaign has come to an end. If the emperor could be a wise ruler, it would only last a few decades longer. In the end, it would still be the same ending, and no one could change it.

The man of destiny will come to the world, and in troubled times, heroes will fight for supremacy!

Taoist Zhang's face changed, and he immediately started to count with his fingers. His face became paler and paler, and the blood and energy surged in his body. He turned his head to look at the indifferent national teacher.

His eyes were questioning: "You damn bald donkey, you knew it a long time ago, why are you saying it now? This cave is so big, the capital city can't be saved at all."

"If we tell the truth, there will definitely be chaos, but if we don't tell the truth, countless people in the capital will be killed or injured..."

Imperial Master Wuchen turned a deaf ear to the incantation. After the incantation was finished, he said indifferently, "It's just the life of an ant. Of course, I choose to save Your Majesty's life. As for whether the people should be informed, it is naturally up to Your Majesty to decide."

Emperor Gan took a deep breath and felt his head throbbing uncomfortably.

He said weakly, "Within ten days, I need to go to court to discuss the specific days of the earthquake and then make a decision."

"I don't know. Destiny can never be discerned. I spent two years of my life to calculate that there would be an earthquake in the capital, and I hurried to inform Your Majesty."

Taoist Zhang looked him up and down with disbelief in his eyes.

Would a bald man be willing to waste his life calculating earthquakes? It's incredible. Is this man crazy? I am completely confused and puzzled.

Emperor Gan dragged his weak body and summoned his ministers to the government hall at night to discuss the earthquake and relocation. There were constant quarrels in the hall.

The final result of the discussion was that everyone in the palace and the ministers should evacuate, and as for the common people... they should stay in the capital. If they all evacuated, the losses to the country would be too great.

Why not take a gamble, maybe the earthquake isn’t that big!