"Mind what you say." Jun Wu Yao threw an unmistakable warning and carried Jun Wu Xie into her room.
Rong Ruo appeared moments later and was shocked when he saw Yan Bu Gui standing pale faced, completely drenched in the rain.
"Master!"
Yan Bu Gui raised a hand and shook his head. "No matter what you saw, do not breathe a word about it to anyone. He is not a man we can afford to offend."
The Dark Emperor was still alive and if the Dark Realm were to find out, they would most certainly receive their revered Emperor back to lead them readily. But….. why was the Dark Lord remaining here in the Lower Realm? What had actually happened at that time? News of the Dark Lord's demise had spread throughout the realm then, how did he come to be here in the Lower Realm?
Yan Bu Gui held his confused mind in his hands and he suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha! The Twelve Palaces are as good as dead now."
