"Who? Who is it?"
Upon hearing the King's words, Qin Tian furrowed his brow. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Qin Tian became even more anxious. He stared at the King, just about to ask more questions, but saw that the King was already smiling faintly, closing his eyes slightly.
At the point of death, the King used his last breath to mock Qin Tian: "Qin Tian, you will die miserably, by his... hand..."
Qin Tian stared at him, speechless.
This old man, what secrets does he hide in his heart?
Within the Imperial City, what kind of person is hidden?
A person whom even the War God is willing to serve; it's not the Ice Emperor... then who else?
In Qin Tian's mind, he quickly reviewed the formidable figures in the Imperial City. Thinking it over and over, the identity and reputation that could be compared with the War God, besides the Ice Emperor, there was only one more person—
The State Preceptor!
