They took the lead and charged forward. The army followed closely behind. Their faces were filled with excitement and their eyes were burning. This credit was too easy…
At noon.
Beijing.
Royal Palace, Nourishment Palace.
The Xia Emperor had just finished his lunch and had come here to rest for a while before returning to the royal study to deal with official business.
On the dragon bed.
The Xia Emperor sat cross-legged in a meditative posture. There were many brocade boxes placed on the side, with talismans sealed to prevent the medicinal effects of the items inside from leaking out.
He took out a golden brocade box and opened it, revealing a ginseng that was about twenty years old.
He looked at the ginseng with a helpless expression and a bitter smile on his face. He clearly had countless treasures, but he could only stare at it and not consume it. It had to be said that it was ironic.