In the palace of the Frost Monarch in the extreme north.

A man with a feminine face was sitting on a throne. He had his eyes closed and his chin resting on his palm. He looked like a snow dragon that was deep in sleep.

A woman's soft voice came from outside the palace. " Greetings, Emperor. "

"Come in."

Ru Mengxue then pushed open the door and crawled on the ground. After crawling on her knees for a long time, she finally clapped her hands on the ground and kowtowed.

Su Bingxuan enjoyed this process.

Sooner or later, he would make everyone kneel and submit.

He slowly opened his eyes. Ru Mengxue, who was kneeling, felt her body tremble as if she was being stared at by a terrifying beast. Ru Mengxue knew that this was her master's true spirit.

She lowered her head and pressed her forehead against the cold ground, not daring to show any disrespect.

"Go accompany Su Jing and gain his trust," Su Bingxuan said slowly.

"Yes."

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