Upon hearing this, Dongfang Xinghe's lips twitched, and he slammed the table: "Li Xuanzhen, you've cost me four million troops, and you still have the face to say such things?"
"I simply wished for Your Majesty to win." Li Xuanzhen said slowly, "As long as the Dragon Soul Treasure is in hand, Your Majesty will have no more worries, and Prince Ning already has some clues about it."
"Him?" Dongfang Xinghe frowned, "He's been looking all this time?"
"Yes, and..." Li Xuanzhen's lips curved with a smile, "It's even under the Divine Envoy's oracle!"
"Hmm?" Dongfang Xinghe's expression changed slightly. The Divine Envoy did not see him, the Emperor, yet gave Prince Ning an oracle—what could this mean?
Does it mean to replace him with Prince Ning?
At this thought, Dongfang Xinghe's expression grew even darker: "Has the Divine Envoy contacted you?"
