"Whizz whizz whizz"—three arrows pierced the air with a terrifying sound, flying straight toward the horrified Emperor of Song.
However, at the same time, several dozen guards had already moved to protect him.
Longswords rose like a forest into the sky, instantly shattering two of the arrows into several pieces.
Yet one arrow accelerated mid-air, bypassing the sword barrier and striking the barely closed portal of the dragon chariot.
"Thud" went the arrow as it stabbed into the portal, its tail feather still trembling violently.
"Imbeciles, a bunch of imbeciles!!"
The Emperor of Song shouted in anger and horror.
All the civil and military officials were astonished and fearful; the martial officials stepped forward to protect the Emperor, while the civil officials were thrown into chaos.
Elsewhere, three breaths earlier.
On the street fifty meters away, chaos had erupted.
