“Ahem!”
"Master, the young master is back!"
After coughing twice in a slightly awkward manner, Mo Lin tiptoed behind Di Jiu.
"roll!"
With the internal skills running, Wu Jingtian kicked Mo Lin in the butt without hesitation, sending him flying!
"Master Sect Leader is worthy of being the Master Sect Leader. He can even kick me in the butt from the front."
With a slight bow towards the imperial study, Mo Lin limped out of the palace.
As he walked, he circulated the skills in his body and patted the huge footprints on his butt.
After he wiped the footprints off his butt, his steps returned to normal.
"Sit down!"
Pointing casually at the chair next to him, Wu Jingtian sat back on the dragon throne with a normal expression.
"No, I'd better stand!"
Looking at his mother who was walking towards him with a smile on her face, Di Jiu shook his head gently.
"Son, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming back?"
"If I had known you were coming back, I would have made you a bowl of your favorite porridge."
Looking at Di Jiu's temperament, which was completely different from before, a trace of pain flashed in Wang Yuyan's eyes.
How many things must have happened to turn a weak and handsome young man into the unfathomable person he is today?
Unfathomable, this is not the feeling a mother should have when looking at her son.
But Wang Yuyan actually saw the unfathomable look in Di Jiu.
"Mom, why don't you go back to Xueling Palace first."
"I came here today mainly to look for him."
Hearing Wang Yuyan's words, Di Jiu's heart softened immediately. He seemed to see the days when he was a child chasing after Wang Yuyan and asking her to make porridge for him.
Emperor Jiu's words immediately froze the smile on Wang Yuyan's face.
"You two, father and son, really should have a good chat!"
Sighing silently in her heart, Wang Yuyan turned around and walked out of the imperial study.
"Son, have a good chat with your father. I'll go back to Xueling Palace and make your favorite porridge!"
The moment she closed the door of the imperial study, Wang Yuyan gave Wu Jingtian a look that told him to wish him well.
Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise I really don’t know how to explain all this to my son.
“Snap!”
A crisp sound of a door closing was heard, and the entire imperial study instantly fell into silence.
“…”
After a moment of silence, Wu Jingtian picked up a memorial from the desk and slowly read it.
While watching, he said in a slightly cold tone: "If you have any questions, ask them quickly!"
After taking a look at the memorial held upside down in Wu Jingtian's hand, Di Jiu shook his head silently and did not expose it.
"Four questions!"
"First, what is your purpose in impersonating Emperor Shitian?"
"Second, have you learned of the Shura Palace's plan to assassinate you?"
"Third, facing the coming chaos, what are your plans?"
"Fourth, who are you? And who am I?"
When it came to the fifth question, Di Jiu's expression became very serious.
Because this is related to his true identity.
He wanted to know, after living for so long, whether "himself" was really himself.
"It seems that you know a lot."
After looking at Di Jiu with a slight surprise on his face, Wu Jingtian silently threw the memorial in his hand back onto the desk.
"Let's talk about your first question first."
"I'm pretending to be Emperor Shitian. I made a deal with an old man, a deal that I absolutely can't refuse."
When talking about the transaction, Wu Jingtian's expression instantly became a little interesting.
"Deal, what deal?"
When Di Jiu heard Wu Jingtian say that he impersonated Emperor Shitian as a deal, he instantly became curious.
What kind of deal would require impersonating the emperor of a dynasty?
"Da! Da! Da!"
"A Great Emperor-level technique in exchange for my protection of the Tianwu Dynasty for fifty years!"
After a brief silence, Wu Jingtian tapped the desk in front of him with his fingers and chose to tell about his transaction.
"Emperor level, what a grand gesture."
When Emperor Jiu heard the emperor-level martial arts technique mentioned by Wu Jingtian, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Emperor-level martial arts, that was a term that Emperor Jiu learned when he obtained the inheritance of the Holy Soul Sutra.
What it represents is a living emperor.
To put it simply, as long as a warrior possesses the emperor-level skills, it is only a matter of time before this warrior becomes an emperor-level powerhouse.
"It seems you know more than I thought."
Looking at Di Jiu's shrunken pupils, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in Wu Jingtian's eyes.
My son seems to be a little unusual!
"Second question!"
Slightly avoiding Wu Jingtian's gaze, Di Jiu urged him to answer his second question.
"Second question, I do know that Shura Palace wants to assassinate me."
"Not only that, I also know that the current master of Shura Palace is the former crown prince of the Tianwu Dynasty, Di Yi."
"Besides that, I also know that Tianji Valley wants to collude with the Western Regions and the Southern Barbarians to overthrow the Tianwu Dynasty."
"I even know exactly how many city lords in the entire Tianwu Dynasty are pawns of Tianji Valley."
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