"Governor." The subordinate walked over. "We're almost done with the construction. When are we starting?"
The person addressed as governor was the black-robed man that everyone had been looking for in the past three years. He stood at the edge of the desert and looked at everything in front of him. His eyes narrowed. "Of course we have to wait for the array spirit to appear."
Although he had been following the black-robed man, his subordinate sometimes could not understand what he was saying. "Where… is the array spirit?"
The black-robed man looked at the clear sky. "It'll appear soon."
According to his calculations, the emperor's star had been forcefully born against the heavens and would soon fall. Under such circumstances, Xia Wanyuan would definitely appear.
