C320 Old people of kyoto(part iii)

Solu Lianshan was reluctant to let go of the throne, but once again, he walked into the resplendent Hall of the Son of Heaven. Everything here was so familiar, yet also so unfamiliar.

He turned around and sat down on the ice-cold throne that was shining with a noble gold color. Even though it was so cold, he still coveted it greatly.

The Hall of Heaven's Son was empty. It was too early for that