「Dong Cang, Royal Palace.」
"Your Majesty, disaster has struck! Ning Xuan has broken through the encirclement and is heading this way!" a general knelt before the King of Dong Cang, his expression tense.
Outside, the sounds of troops being deployed and orders being issued filled the air. The palace was guarded by armored soldiers, three layers deep inside and out. Every soldier was highly focused, their bodies tense. The battle swords in their hands gleamed coldly, exuding a bloodthirsty aura. These were the Imperial Guards, the men the King of Dong Cang trusted and relied upon.
"Well done, Ning Xuan. Bring me my sword!" The King of Dong Cang's eyes narrowed as a murderous aura erupted like a tide.
