Seems grand in appearance, but in reality, they're prepared for battle.
"Report to Your Majesty, the invaders have landed!"
A scout swiftly approached the black-robed figure, kneeling on one knee.
"It's the military of the Dark Empire, led by that Zhang Beixing!"
"Very well, you may go."
The black-robed figure spoke leisurely, his gaze inscrutable.
He seemed unsurprised by the news.
"Yes, I take my leave."
The scout respectfully backed away, relaying his lord's orders.
The black-robed figure stood with hands behind his back, unmoved by the wind.
Like a deity, overlooking the masses.
"Zhang Beixing... an interesting name."
His deep voice echoed in the silent hall.
Carrying a hint of amusement, mixed with inexplicable anticipation.
"I shall see what skills this unexpected guest possesses!"
The arrogance in his words revealed absolute confidence.
As if everything before him was under control.
Simultaneously, in the depths of the forest.
