"IMPERIAL PRINCE, THE PRINCE OF DESTINY, THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON IN THE WHOLE UNIVERSE, PRINCE TANG ZHENLIYUN IS HERE."
A servant came in and yelled at the top of his lungs. Outside, Liyun's carriage had just stopped before the Luo Mansion. The moment it arrived, the entire atmosphere shifted, heavy and suffocating, like the sky itself was pressing down.
The white-armored guards poured in, their spears gleaming like frost under lantern light. They moved through the Luo Mansion as if it were their own barracks, taking positions at every corner, sharp eyes scanning without hesitation. No one dared stop them, no one even dared speak. After all, this was the Emperor's land—who would dare question his men? Each of these guards was a peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, monsters in human skin, their presence alone enough to crush the breath from weaker cultivators.
"His Highness will be here shortly, I want everyone to stand up when he graces you with his presence."
