62: Chapter 62 Curtain Call

Qin Xiaogan looked at the Grand Chancellor, who had remained silent for quite some time, and said indifferently.

"My patience is limited."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Chancellor's originally drooping dog ears suddenly gave a minute twitch.

Immediately following this, a streak of extremely faint black light shot from his eyes, racing straight towards Qin Xiaogan at high speed.

Wu Yishui saw this, was greatly alarmed, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to intercept, attempting to block the black light.

However, just as she was about to act, she was forcibly stopped in her tracks by a dangerous look from Qin Xiaogan.

Wu Yishui froze in place, a complex expression appearing on her face.

Qin Xiaogan's expression remained calm as water as he indifferently watched the black light rushing towards him like a gale.

Soon, the swift black light flew into Qin Xiaogan's brain without the slightest obstruction, sinking straight into it.

Immediately afterwards, snippets of information emerged in Qin Xiaogan's mind.

"Can you not kick me so often?"

"It hurts."

"Can you not burn me so often?"

"It hurts."

"Can you not abandon me..."

After receiving the information carried by the black light, Qin Xiaogan said calmly, "I am not that idle."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Grand Chancellor quickly lowered his noble dog head and bowed obediently to Qin Xiaogan, as if expressing his submission and awe.

Seeing this, Qin Xiaogan gently hooked his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, a vast and surging spiritual power, like a tide, instantly wrapped around his slender fingertips.

The powerful aura emitted by that spiritual power made the surrounding air seem to tremble.

Subsequently, the majestic spiritual power began to change slowly, as if being meticulously carved by an invisible hand, bit by bit solidifying into an exquisite dog tag.

Looking closely, a vigorous 'Qin' character was clearly engraved on the dog tag.

Qin Xiaogan tossed the dog tag to the Grand Chancellor, "Wear it yourself."

"From this moment on, you shall be called Big Blackie."

Upon hearing this, embarrassed expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

Emperor Qin is good at everything, but when it comes to naming, he is a bit... underwhelming.

The Grand Chancellor did not mind this; on the contrary, he seemed rather happy.

He excitedly picked up the dog tag and wagged his tail at Qin Xiaogan incessantly, the tail swinging rapidly like a flag in the wind.

Subsequently, Qin Xiaogan slowly raised his eyes and cast his gaze toward the crowd.

He frowned slightly, "Are you all so idle? Do you enjoy watching a dog wag its tail?"

At this moment, the Marquis of Champions hurriedly offered a sycophantic smile, "That... Emperor Qin, I shall take my son and withdraw first, so as not to disturb you further."

After speaking, the Marquis of Champions signaled to Huo Wushuang with his eyes.

Huo Wushuang immediately understood and bowed to Qin Xiaogan, "I was disrespectful to Emperor Qin before, and I am filled with trepidation. I hope Emperor Qin will forgive me."

Qin Xiaogan glanced coldly at Huo Wushuang, "Your father may get lost, but you must stay."

Huo Wushuang's expression changed. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Emperor Qin, why is that?"

The Marquis of Champions sighed from the side, "Alright, Shuang'er, since Emperor Qin has spoken, you shall stay here for now."

"Wait for your father to return with a pledge of loyalty to redeem you."

Huo Wushuang's eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Dad! Don't just run off on your own."

Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Champions was furious.

He quickly raised his large palm, making a gesture as if to slap the back of Huo Wushuang's head.

Seeing this, Huo Wushuang hurriedly raised both arms to tightly cover his head.

The Marquis of Champions snorted coldly, "It's one thing that you have no ambition, but do you think your father is just as useless?"

Huo Wushuang pursed his lips, a trace of deep suspicion flashing in his eyes.

As his son, how could he not know what kind of character his father had?

The Marquis of Champions looked at his son's behavior.

It made him feel deeply disheartened.

Forget it, in the future, his oxygen tube would probably be pulled out by him until it sparked.

Subsequently, the Marquis of Champions bowed solemnly to Qin Xiaogan.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling red light erupted from his body, like a burning flame.

Then, like an arrow released from a bow, he transformed into a streak of red light, rushing towards the outskirts of the city at an astonishing speed and disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, Li Changtian, who was in a soul state, first bowed deeply and extremely respectfully to Qin Xiaogan.

His movements were slow and solemn, full of reverence for Qin Xiaogan.

After paying his respects, he quickly flew off in pursuit of the red light.

After the two had flown away, Qin Xiaogan said indifferently to Wu Yishui, who was currently in a daze.

"Wang Yi is waiting for you in White Emperor City; deliver those light orbs to her."

"Once you have delivered them, set off immediately for the Imperial Capital to rendezvous with Qin Pan."

Wu Yishui was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly bowed, "Yes!"

After speaking, Wu Yishui pushed her hands forward steadily and forcefully with a solemn expression.

"Space Gate"

In that instant, a large gate shining with a hazy pale blue light was slowly drawn out, as if by a paintbrush, appearing bit by bit.

Subsequently, without the slightest hesitation, Wu Yishui lifted her leg and stepped into the gate.

Her figure appeared somewhat illusory under the reflection of the pale blue light, and as she walked deeper into the gate, she slowly disappeared into the radiance.

Qin Xiaogan watched Wu Yishui gradually disappear and muttered to himself, "I hope the Great Zhou will not let me down; otherwise, it would be too boring."

Immediately afterwards, a blue light flashed in Qin Xiaogan's eyes.

The people in soul form standing on the city wall all wore solemn expressions.

Then, they silently bowed to Qin Xiaogan in unison, their movements neat and solemn.

Immediately afterwards, they transformed into beams of various colored light, shining brilliantly.

These lights raced towards different directions at astonishing speeds like meteors.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the vast horizon, leaving only faint traces of light behind.

Qin Xiaogan stretched lazily.

Subsequently, a languid air gradually enveloped him.

That languid temperament swirled around him like light smoke, shrouding his entire being.

"Eldest Prince, your curtain call location has been chosen for you."

"The Imperial Capital..."

"..."