Mu Qingge's eyes flickered, and she said, "So, a normal succession won't draw him out?"
Mu Xiong nodded, "However, if the Emperor implores him, it's hard to say..."
Mu Qingge fell into silence.
After waiting for a while and not seeing Mu Qingge speak, Mu Xiong turned his gaze to her and smiled, "Don't be afraid, Ge'er. Now that your grandfather is also in the Purple Realm, if that old rascal comes to trouble you shamelessly, your grandfather will shield you."
Mu Qingge smiled warmly, "Yes, with Grandpa here, I'm not worried."
In fact, she wasn't worried at all about the presence of a Purple Realm strong person in the Imperial Palace. She was just contemplating, assessing the hidden forces of the Imperial Family.
"Ge'er, grandpa has something to tell you, and today is the day to say it." Mu Xiong suddenly grew serious.
Mu Qingge turned her gaze to him, only to see him take out an intricately decorated dagger sheath from his bosom and solemnly hand it to Mu Qingge.
