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"What? The Qingyao Heavenly Monarch is coming in person?"
Upon hearing this news, Yi Chen was momentarily stunned, then a smile spread across his face.
During these days, he had been keeping to himself, seemingly fishing, but in reality, Yi Chen understood in his heart that whether he caught any fish was unimportant. What mattered was that he was waiting for news—a gesture from the forces presiding over the many heavens.
Although rumors circulated that the major factions would send envoys, Yi Chen treated them all as entertainment until these whispers materialized. To him, they were akin to ratings from capital market agencies—amusing to hear, but not to be taken seriously.
If anyone truly directed their actions based on such hearsay, Yi Chen could only commend them by saying, 'Dachun, you are unlike the others, your saintly nature remains untainted~'.
