"Finally, it's snowing..."
Chu Zhiyuan pushed open the window.
Snowflakes like goose feathers drifted down, swirling from the sky.
They landed silently, layer upon layer piling up together.
In this short time, a small layer had already formed.
Chu Zhiyuan looked towards the pitch-black sky.
Layer upon layer of dark clouds obscured the dawn, clearly, this was going to be a heavy snow.
"Princely Heir..."
"Hmm, let them enter the passage, do not come out without my order."
"Yes."
Chu Zhiyuan looked back up at the sky, his Super Sense already spreading out, everything within six thousand meters was within his Insight.
He deliberately isolated the Imperial Palace, not peering into it.
The Emperor's Sword suspended above the Imperial Palace carried no pressure when he observed it now.
The Emperor's Sword he initially saw was a great sword, several meters long.
