"Xu Qing, I also want to say that without you, it would be difficult for me to reach my final years. In the current situation, there is no need for suspicion between us. If we get past the Black Mountain Demon, I am willing to share peace with you. If we can't, your chances of survival are higher than mine. If the royal grandson has talent, remember my sentiment, assist if you can, if not, you can choose your own path. But I hope you will ultimately defeat the Black Mountain Demon."
The old Emperor spoke with a somber expression, a script of Chenqing Form with the White Emperor City entrustment pressed upon him.
Xu Qing listened quietly, not feeling that the old Emperor was being overly dramatic. Because he understood in his heart that, no matter what, only by working together with one heart and mind can the monarch and minister seize that sliver of opportunity in the upcoming battle against the Black Mountain Demon.
