"Hehe, Lord Supervisor, there are indeed quite a few people interested in the Murong Tomb!"
At the Rongshan entrance, the Emperor Palace's Great Elder Ruan Buwei looked at the surging crowd, unable to suppress a cold laugh, and a trace of disdain appeared on his face.
"Hmph, they're just ants daring to covet what the Empress desires; they're simply seeking death!"
Tan Qigong's eyes flickered brightly, and his words caused the hearts of those nearby to tense. They silently noted that this person is apparently not as calm as he appears.
Over the past decades, the Emperor Palace has entered Rongshan numerous times searching for the possibly existing Murong Tomb, yet every time they've returned empty-handed.
Especially in recent years, it was evident to these Emperor Palace Elders that Lord Supervisor was becoming increasingly irritable, often resorting to beatings and insults for the slightest disagreement.
