Outside Heaven Prison, the blazing sun scorched the Blue Stone Slabs, sending up waves of distorted heat.
An old general clad in golden battle armor slowly approached the Peng Family with several hundred elite soldiers.
He was built like a mountain, his armor gleaming with blinding gold beneath the sun.
Every step he took carried the chilling, murderous aura unique to a veteran of countless battlefields.
"State Madam..."
The old general clasped his fists in salute, an unusual look of difficulty appearing on his dignified face.
He looked at the Peng Family's matriarch kneeling at the very front.
The old woman, whose hair was entirely silver yet whose back remained straight, unconsciously lowered her voice.
"Please return home, Madam."
The general's subordinates exchanged looks. Not one of them dared step forward to drive her away.
These hardened battlefield warriors now walked on thin ice.
Behind these seemingly frail women, children, and elders stood the Crown Prince of the current dynasty!
"General, there is no need for you to be troubled."
Old Madam Peng slowly raised her head, her wrinkled face filled with resolve. "This old woman seeks only justice."
Her withered finger pointed toward Heaven Prison. "My Master rendered tremendous service to the Wenjing Dynasty, yet now..."
Before she could finish, orderly footsteps suddenly sounded from afar.
A squad of black-armored Imperial Guards marched over with grim, murderous steps. At their head was none other than... the Ninth Prince, Lu Xuyang!
The old general's expression changed drastically, and his body beneath the golden armor instantly tensed.
He knew all too well what this prince's appearance at such a time meant—a greater storm was about to arrive!
"Chen Denglou! You have some nerve!"
"You dared make Old Madam Peng kneel before you!"
The Ninth Prince Lu Xuyang's icy voice drifted over