"How is this possible!"

The envoy from the Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets fell to his knees with a thud, his eyes vacant as he stared blankly at the sky. A foul-smelling yellowish-white liquid seeped from his crotch.

"Pathetic dog relying on others' power, pfft! Once the Empress' Husband finishes his tribulation and deals with the Yin-Yang Elder, it'll be time to settle accounts with your empire," Su Qingqiu spat out her pink tongue in contempt and said disdainfully.

The envoy hugged his arms, trembling, his lips pale as he muttered incoherently like a madman: