The deep corridors of the Imperial City were empty.
One could not see the end, and while walking, one could occasionally hear their own footsteps.
Those who were on edge might feel a little uneasy walking there, especially since the temperature there was chilly, and the place itself was rather gloomy.
Wenxue looked at Bi Zhu, who was holding her hand. "Royal Sister, can we just not go?" she pleaded.
"Why not?" Bi Zhu asked as she walked in front.
"The title of the number one genius of the royal family was bestowed upon her by Father. You should look for Father instead," said Wenxue.
Bi Zhu paused. "That's true. Anyway, let's just go and see how the number one genius of the royal family has been doing all these years. She must be quite extraordinary by now. If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles."