Incarnation Of Gods: Endless War - Chapter 280

Third-person POV

Not only Rong Ai was staring at Weisheng with wide eyes, but Ah Xi and Bing Wen who were standing beside them as well. Because Weisheng was speaking with his low voice, the soldiers that were currently kneeling and being supervised by Di Shang therefore they didn’t hear what Weisheng said.

“Imperial Father, is it true? Is it true that Imperial Father had found Imperial Mother? Where? When? How?” Weisheng was bombarded with questions by Rong Ai.

Rong Ai’s excitement could be heard loud and clear from her voice, her eyes were sparkling like a thousand stars were shining in the galaxy. Her still immature teeth were displayed fully as his lips formed into a wide smile. Her soft cheeks raised and her eyes narrowed into a line which was a rare occasion for Rong Ai to do so.

“Ye-” Weisheng smiled lovingly at his daughter but before he could utter a word, he was cut off by Rong Ai.

“What are we waiting for? Let’s go!” Rong Ai fearlessly pulled Weisheng’s arm with all of her strength.

“A-ah yeah, don’t walk too fast or you will fall.” Weisheng concernedly looked at his daughter.

A tall man with a height that abnormally reached more than 2 meters, was pulled by a 13 years old little girl that was only a meter and half tall. His face was the symbol of helplessness, his back and knee were bent as to let Rong Ai drag him around. After she took 10 steps forward, her legs halted and she looked back to her father.

“I don’t know the way…” Rong Ai peered at her father with pitiful eyes.

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As they were not in a hurry, they rode on their own respective horses and carefully made their way to the Cursed Land. Knowing that the predatory could probably still lurking around in the dark, Weisheng insisted Rong Ai to sit with him on the same horse as he could protect her if an unforeseen situation happened.

While on their way to the Cursed Land, Rong Ai became more talkative than usual. She would ask Weisheng how she should greet her mother, what her mother enjoys in her free time, and she would gleefully hummed the melody that Hong er loved to sing. Weisheng participated in her little concert by gently tapping her hand along the melody.

It took them about one to two hours to arrive at the entrance of Cursed Land. They were staring at the entrance with cold eyes, even Rong Ai was not an exception. The eerie ambiance of the Cursed Land would make people’s hair stand up. If a normal human was standing in their spot, they would shiver in fear and ran off before they took a step into the forest.

Nonetheless, Weisheng and the others that were present there had gone through harsh training since they were young. Training that could be called as hell training as it could be seen from how inhumane and brutal the routine of the training. Therefore the spine chilling atmosphere does not affect them.

“If you are scared, you can hold father’s hand.” Weisheng stretched out his hand to Rong Ai.

Rong Ai placed her small slender hand on Weisheng’s large palm which was two times wider than hers. Weisheng’s eyes grew warmer as he saw the tip of Rong Ai’s ears slowly reddened.

‘Seems like she inherited this part of me,’ Weisheng proudly said to himself in his heart.

After making sure that Rong Ai was perfectly fine, Weisheng glanced to the side and raised his other hand in the air. They marched in as soon as they got Weisheng’s signal.

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On the other side…

“Did you just say he found her?” A middle-aged man suddenly rose from his throne seat.

His hands were trembling uncontrollably. He raised his finger and pointed at the old eunuch that was kneeling on the ground in fear and confusion.

“How is that even possible?! She is dead for 13 years and how can a dead body suddenly crawl out of its grave?! You dare to lie to Zhen?!” He furiously spat out while pacing back and forth around his throne.

In the spacious hall, only less than ten people were standing at the side. Their eyes of course stayed on the horrified middle-aged man on the throne.

“How can that be? How can that be?” The middle-aged man kept mumbling these words in his head without knowing that he was reading his thought out loud.

The people that were standing at the side didn’t dare to disrupt the middle-aged man, thus they changed their focus on to the old eunuch.

“Li Gong Gong, where do you hear this piece of news from? Are you sure that this information can be trusted? If Ben Wang found out that this news turns out to be false, then you must receive a heavy punishment for deceiving the Royal Family.” A man that seemed to be in his thirties firmly reminded the old eunuch.

“Th-this slave doesn’t dare. This slave got this news from our spy in Da Qi.” The old eunuch lowered his head until it pressed the cold wooden floor.

He took out a tiny piece of paper from his sleeve and raised it above his head to show the evidence in his hands. The man approached the old eunuch and snatched the paper from the old eunuch. He unrolled the paper and read the three little words that were written in a hurry. Then he saw the little stamp below the words.

The message was written as such, ‘The Empress, live.’

“This- Imperial Father, this is real. This is the stamp that only the spies in Da Qi have.” The man said as his face contorted in confusion.

The room fell into a dead silence, no one dared to utter a word. Their lips were pressed into a straight line.

“Get out…” The middle-aged man whispered weakly.

The bystanders and the servants were hesitant to move then the voice of a cup smashed onto the floor caused them to flinch.

“I say get out!” The middle-aged man shouted and followed with a severe cough.

The middle-aged man staggered and his body dropped on to the floor, gladly the guards were quick in their feet and managed to catch him before he hit the floor.

“Your Majesty Emperor!”