Xiao Jun'an turned and instructed the sequence of royals who were standing up one after another, "The Empress and I have matters to discuss with our ancestors. The rest of you may withdraw for now."
"Your subjects shall obey—"
An elderly prince, over sixty, promptly took the lead and guided the majority of attendees out of the grand hall.
Only Xiao Jun'an, Huo Yuning, Eunuch Anjin, Mo Wanqing, and secret agents of the Royal Family remained discreetly in the hall.
Huo Yuning closed her eyes and felt the dense aura of the Dragon Clan permeate the Ancestral Temple; slowly, the corners of her lips curled up into a satisfied arc.
When she opened her eyes again, a sharp light flickered within.
Huo Yuning reached out to Xiao Jun'an standing beside her, "Give me your hand."
Xiao Jun'an looked deep into her eyes, then stretched out his hand as flawless as jade.
Huo Yuning grasped his hand, and a Wind Blade flashed by, leaving a cut on Xiao Jun'an's hand.
