Shangguan Qing finished her arrangements, and Snow Yao on the jade throne nodded in satisfaction.

Below, a dozen Daughters of Destiny were utterly bewildered. Xiong Da's mouth hung open in disbelief.

"Senior Shangguan! Immortal Emperor! There's no rotation for guarding the Immortal Emperor's palace gates? Can't even sleep? Old Xiong can't handle this!!!"

His chubby body trembled, and his beady eyes were filled with despair and resentment.