Deep within the Great Wu Royal Palace, in the rear garden.
The lingering glow of the setting sun gilded this royal garden with a golden edge, yet it could not dispel the grim chill permeating the air.
In the clearing, several burly guards with fierce auras were surrounding and attacking a little boy dressed in bright yellow. He was around seven or eight years old, standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze arrogant and his brows carrying an innate air of overbearing pride. He was the Great Wu Crown Prince, Wu Huang.
Faced with the guards' fierce assault, Wu Huang not only refused to retreat, but curled his lips into a savage smile. His small body shot forward like a leopard, his fists whistling through the air as origin energy surged. Every punch was immensely heavy and struck the guards' vital points with precision.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dull impacts rang out alongside the crisp cracks of breaking bones. The guards spat blood as they flew away like kites with snapped strings, rolling across the ground and howling without end. Wu Huang showed no mercy.
"Haha, good! As expected of a dragon of the Wu family!" A hearty laugh came from the stone steps. His Majesty King Wu, clad in a dragon robe and radiating natural authority, stood applauding, his eyes full of satisfaction and pride.
The old man in black beside him smiled ingratiatingly. "His Highness the Crown Prince is a peerless genius. With Seven Meridians Cultivation, none among his peers can compare!"
King Wu nodded with a smile, but when his gaze swept toward another corner of the rear garden, his brow abruptly furrowed. The satisfaction on his face was instantly replaced by gloom.
In a flower garden not far away, a little girl about Wu Huang's