The Golden Divine Light of the Qingzhong Cemetery flows across the horizon.
The shadows of a few people are reflected on the stone walls of the inner mausoleum.
"There are some things that cannot be spoken of now. If you are smart enough, you should be able to guess the truth."
Mr. Bai Shu sold a secret, and he slowly stated, "The reason for today's meeting is because everyone present is an incredibly important member of the plan."
Gu Shen, Chu Ling, Song Ci, and Gu Xiaoman all had extremely serious expressions.
Mr. Bai Shu just implied that someone has a status higher than the Empress and himself?
"Wait, what is the truth, and what is the... plan you mentioned?"
Song Ci's expression was bewildered.
He was not good at strategy and planning, and he knew his mind was quite simple. The initial numbers and ancient civilizations Gu Shen mentioned earlier had almost burned out his CPU.
Now there was inexplicably another plan...
