Fifteen years had flown by, and the Golden Throne Hall, closed for seventeen years, had once again opened for a court meeting. However, this time it was not for the morning assembly, but for an abdication ceremony.
"Very well, from today onwards, you are the Emperor. The affairs are now yours to handle. I'll retire to the sidelines, so don't come looking for me if there's nothing important, and definitely don't come looking if there is something. Understood?" Qin Muye sternly said to Huangfu Xing.
Huangfu Xing, utterly bewildered, completed the succession ceremony. No wonder they had told him to eat well yesterday and to dress nicely today—it was his turn to take over the mess.
The throne was indeed appealing, but Huangfu Xing had seen how the Spirit Monster handled affairs. Under such stress, one wouldn't succumb to a sudden death only because of the Spirit Monster's strength, and even if one did die suddenly, resurrection was possible, thus the fearlessness.
