I Became the Owner of the Heavenly Flower Palace

A heavy tension hung over the banquet hall of Tianshan Daeru.

All it took was a single, seemingly ordinary question from Jincheon.

Even the Seven Luminaries, who had been moving about the room with busy hands, froze in place alongside the others.

“If you command it, then it shall be so,” said Neung Gayeon, the North Wind Commander, bowing politely.

Jincheon found the answer strange.

He had asked, “Is this place secure?”

Shouldn’t the response have been either “yes” or “no”?

“Please give the order,” said Ilyo, his maid.

And just like that, Jincheon understood what he had to do.

“Ilyo.”

“Yes.”

“I wish to speak privately. Could you make it so others cannot hear—no, so they don’t even listen?”