Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
Even the slowest of news from the Northern Frontier would eventually reach the Divine Capital, especially now that His Majesty the Emperor had already returned, so that news naturally transmitted back as well.
First came the names of the many dead, youngsters from the Heavenly Imperial Institution, from the warden faction, but most were from prominent great families. Of course, no one really cared about the deaths of the cultivators from the foreign lands. But even so, the imperial court quickly issued many announcements, and the Ministry of Rites had been busy for quite some time, preparing many things to send to the great families of the Divine Capital. This was to reflect His Majesty's goodwill, to honor their contributions to the Great Liang. Naturally, aside from hanging white lanterns at their doors, these families also drafted memorials to send to the Emperor in the Imperial Study, expressing their gratitude for His Majesty's rewards.
But in reality, neither the things His Majesty sent nor the memorials the families delivered to the palace were given much attention.
Li Heng was squatting in the Imperial Study, currently burning those memorials.
These great families were wealthy, so the paper they used was of the highest quality. As it burned, a faint fragrance of ink rose into the air, giving Li Heng a feeling of calm contentment.
The Great Liang Emperor sat behind his desk, watching the wisps of black smoke swirl in the breeze, and said softly, "Another year has passed in the blink of an eye."
Li Heng said, "Your Majesty has already been to the desolate north twice. You cannot go again."
The Great Liang Emperor ignored him and simply said, "Spring has arrived, let's fly some kites."
Hearing this, Li Heng paused and looked at His Majesty in confusion. The latter paid him no mind, rising on his own and leaving the Imperial Study.
Li Heng said no more. As he exited the Imperial Study, he ordered someone to fetch a kite.
Spring in the Divine Capital was still quite cold, with only the first green buds
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