Published: November 30, -0001
“Who dares to stop me, seeking death!”
In his rage, Leng Feifan didn't even hear what the other party was saying. Seeing someone daring to obstruct him, he instinctively shot a palm towards that person.
“Boom!”
Two terrifying palm forces violently collided in the void, followed by an astonishing roar that echoed. Leng Feifan felt an unstoppable force surge towards him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and instantly fly backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
It was only during the process of being knocked back that he horrifiedly saw the appearance of the person who had attacked.
It wasn't just him.
The Third Prince Liu Yuanxin, as well as Gu Jin, Geng Deyuan, and others present, also saw the face of the visitor. The anger on their faces instantly solidified, turning pale, and their robes were instantly drenched in cold sweat.
Standing in front of Qin Chen was a person dressed in the armor of the Imperial Guard, with a square face and sharp eyes like a heavenly blade, exuding an aura of authority without anger. It was none other than the leader of the Great Wei Dynasty's Imperial Guard, Xiong Zhenfeng!
And the person who had struck earlier, only to be blocked by the Third Prince's guard leader, had an extremely gloomy expression. It was none other than the Chief Alchemist of the palace, Fei Leng, who had acted out of desperation!
Behind the two of them, a large group of people surrounded a middle-aged man exuding authority, who was slowly walking into the black prison area.
The leading man didn't seem particularly imposing, but an indescribable domineering aura suddenly emanated from him.
“You all have such audacity, daring to defy His Majesty's orders. Do you wish to face punishment and see your nine clans eradicated?”
The Grand Steward Huang Huan angrily stepped forward, sharply rebuking the city guards who were still in a daze, his whole body trembling with rage.
He couldn't imagine that after His Majesty's decree, these city guards would act without hesitation and even dare to make a move.
“Xin'er, you are quite imposing. And as for the head of the Leng family, when did the city guards of the dynasty become your Leng family's private prison?”
Liu Xuanrui stepped forward, coldly looking at the chaotic black prison area, his eyes filled with an anger that couldn't be concealed.
“Father, you, why are you here?”
With a crash, the Third Prince turned pale and knelt down.
“Your Majesty… Your Majesty!”
Crash! Crash!
Cold Feifan and Gu Jin, among others, immediately knelt down.
“Long live the Emperor!”
They trembled all over, their hearts filled with shock, and their bodies were instantly soaked with cold sweat.
Each one of them was terrified and confused as to why Liu Xuanrui had suddenly come here.
The numerous city guards on the scene were so scared that they shook like chaff, banging their foreheads against the cold ground, not daring to raise their heads.
Given their identities and status, they had never had a chance to meet the Emperor. Their biggest dream was to be summoned by His Majesty, yet they never expected that their first encounter with the Emperor would be in such a scenario, and under such circumstances.
Geng Deyuan, Guan Wei, and the other leaders of the city guards felt a deep sense of fear and their hearts trembled.
“This old minister is guilty for not managing the city guards well; I ask Your Majesty to punish me.”
Seeing the chaotic scene in the black prison area, the director of the city guards, Liu Cheng, who had accompanied Liu Xuanrui, suddenly felt his vision darken and knelt down with a crash, repeatedly knocking his head on the ground.
However, Liu Xuanrui did not pay them any attention, only directing his gaze towards the inside of the black prison.
There, a young man stood holding a rusty sword, facing the sudden arrival of the crowd with no panic or surprise in his eyes, as if their presence could not cause any disturbance to his heart whatsoever.
“You are the disciple from the Five Kingdoms, Qin Chen?”