Yan Liqiang raised his head. This was his first glimpse at the look of the man who ruled over the millions of beings in the Great Han Empire.

No superhuman powers, no scary looks, and no divine aura protecting him. The man standing in front of him was no longer young as he also had some noticeable gray hairs. One could tell that he was once a handsome young man through his aging but well-maintained face. The Emperor was clad in the exquisite dragon robe, exuding a dignified and profound aura. What impressed Yan Liqiang the most was his pair of deep, serious, and wise eyes. Just by meeting his gaze, Yan Liqiang knew that he was definitely a capable man.

To Yan Liqiang's surprise, the Emperor was looking at him a little… too intently. His gaze was so focused and serious; it was as though he saw Yan Liqiang had hidden something precious on him.

Thoughts of having the Psychic Serpent read the Emperor's mind crossed Yan Liqiang's mind. However, his thought didn't provoke any reaction in