Skyfall City Lord

The newcomer was tall and powerfully built, with a square face, a pair of deep, imposing tiger eyes, and long red hair hanging loose over his shoulders, giving him an air of wild, unrestrained abandon.

The newcomer was none other than Morit Allen, the lord of Skyfall City!

"City Lord!" The people below the stage respectfully cried out in unison.

From this, it was clear that Morit was indeed deeply loved and respected in Skyfall City.

After all, Morit had rendered outstanding service to Skyfall City's prosperity today!

Moreover, Morit was even-tempered and immensely powerful—a Sixth Order War Emperor Peak. Of course, the people outside still did not know that he had already entered the War Emperor realm.

In fact, Morit had arrived long ago.

After learning from that white-haired old man that his son had actually dared to harass the imperial Princess, he had been furious.

Although he still found it somewhat hard to believe that he had encountered such a situation, he did not doubt the old man's words in the slightest. After all, he was... Thinking of this, Morit felt both anxious and weighed down.

Although he had already reached the Emperor Rank and was also the lord of a city, making him seem mighty and imposing, his son had failed to follow in his father's footsteps. His only son was actually such a good-for-nothing, spoiled rotten by his mother since childhood.

Alas! It seemed he could only personally apologize to the Princess and beg her forgiveness when the time came.

However, just after Morit left the mansion, he sensed a violent surge of energy.

He hurried over at once, only to discover that someone was fighting on the arena.

What surprised him was that one of the participants was actually his guard Commander, Clinton.

As for Clinton, Morit valued him greatly. Back then, when he had gone to the Hundred Thousand Forest to take care of something, he had happened to see Clinton—who had only been Fourth Order Middle Tier at the time—about to lose his life to a Fifth Order lower-tier magical beast.

At first, Morit had not wanted to interfere. After all, many hunters who made their living by hunting magical beasts and obtaining their cores died to those beasts every day.

He had long since grown accustomed to such things and did not want to get involved. It had nothing to do with him. As an Emperor Rank powerhouse, he had his own pride and indifference.

However, he discovered that Clinton could actually challenge opponents above his level, and that his aptitude was extraordinary as well. His love for talent was aroused, and that was why he saved him.

But when Morit saw that the person fighting his guard Commander on the arena was actually such a young boy—and that the boy even had the upper hand—he was extremely astonished.

One had to understand that although Clinton was only at the peak of Fifth Order Sect Master, his combat strength was absolutely stronger than that of an ordinary War Emperor.

A War Emperor could be considered a feudal lord anywhere. Morit himself had once been a War Emperor, and he had directly become the lord of Skyfall City. Although there had been other reasons involved, the status of a War Emperor was plain to see.

Morit pressed one hand downward slightly toward the crowd below the stage. "Everyone, disperse."

Although many people still wanted to stay a while longer, intimidated by Morit's authority, they could only slowly leave. In any case, the main event was already over.

Morit turned around. His stern, square face suddenly softened.

He spoke gently to the puzzled Niya. "Little girl, this young man is currently suffering from energy backlash, so you'd better not move him."

With a single glance, Morit had seen that Chen Yun was currently being ravaged by energy backlash.

"What should we do, then? Please, save him!"

When Niya heard this, she immediately began to sob. Then, realizing that the man before her was the lord of Skyfall City and possessed immense strength, she grabbed Morit's arm and pleaded with him.

For a moment, Morit's mind failed to process what was happening.

The imperial Princess was begging him? This... Although he was the lord of Skyfall City, he still could not withstand such a thing!

At that moment, Brian and the others also hurried over. Lia quickly stepped forward to support Niya and comforted her in a soft voice.

Brian glanced at Niya and Chen Yun, then cupped his hands toward Morit.

He smiled. "City Lord, I am Brian. As for my friend here, could you perhaps..."

Brian? Wasn't he the Second Prince?

Morit knew the names of the several Princes and Princesses of the imperial family quite well. Although Brian had not given his surname, Morit could still be certain that the man before him was the Second Prince.

He truly was handsome and extraordinary, with an exceptional bearing!

Seeing that Brian was a Prince of the Empire yet displayed no arrogance whatsoever, instead treating people with warmth, Morit sighed inwardly and immediately developed an even better impression of him.

He hurriedly cupped his hands. "Young sir, and little girl, rest assured. This matter was caused by my rebellious son in the first place. It is only right that I treat this young man!"

He then cast a glance at Ximu, who was hiding behind the already-arrived City Defense Army Commander with a frightened look on his face. Morit's fury grew even stronger.

Morit shouted at the City Defense Army Commander, "Take that rebellious son of mine back!"

Then he glanced at Clinton, who had likewise collapsed on the arena, and ordered, "Take Commander Clinton back as well. Treat his injuries and take good care of him!"

"Yes!" The Commander's expression turned solemn as he bowed and replied.

He immediately waved his hand, and two soldiers stepped forward to seize Ximu.

"Father!" Ximu called pitifully toward Morit.

Seeing his son's spineless appearance and secretly comparing him with Brian, Morit felt even more dejected. How had I ended up fathering such a son?

Alas! He sighed inwardly, composed his expression, and smiled at Brian and the others. "I've made a fool of myself before everyone. I apologize for what happened today. I'll be sure to discipline this rebellious son severely when we return. Alas! It is truly a misfortune for the family!"

Brian smiled faintly and cupped his hands. "There's no need for the City Lord to take it to heart. I think we should first hurry and treat my friend's injuries."

"Oh! I was careless. Heh heh!" Morit said with an apologetic smile.

Morit extended his right hand toward Chen Yun, who was in obvious pain yet still braced himself against the arena floor with the battle hammer in his hand, stubbornly refusing to fall.

A wave invisible to the naked eye immediately spread out, forming a Spatial Shield that enveloped Chen Yun!

Morit then waved his large hand toward the puzzled Bright and the others and laughed loudly. "Let's go!"

Brian and the others only felt a gentle, unfamiliar fluctuation before their bodies floated into the air against their will. Morit's display had truly stunned them.

An Emperor Rank powerhouse! This thought uncontrollably arose in their minds.

Morit paid no attention to their shock. Since the imperial family already knew that he had advanced to the Emperor Rank, there was no need for him to continue hiding it.

He shook his body, and everyone transformed into a streak of light that shot toward the City Lord's Mansion.

Along the way, Brian kept staring at Morit's back, his eyes flickering as he pondered.

Morit naturally noticed Bright's gaze as well. He sighed inwardly, bitterly amused.

Everyone felt their vision blur. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the entrance to the City Lord's Mansion, leaving the group marveling once again. An Emperor Rank powerhouse truly was no ordinary existence!

Under Morit's guidance, they went straight to the main hall.

Morit instructed the steward waiting nearby, "Bill, entertain these guests properly for me."

"Yes, City Lord!" The steward bowed and replied.

Morit smiled at the group. "I'll go treat this little brother's injuries first. Please wait here for a while."

Bright answered with a smile, "Saving lives is what matters. City Lord, please go ahead."

At that moment, Niya hurried forward and worriedly glanced at Chen Yun, who was already unconscious and being dragged through the air by Morit.

Her voice trembled with emotion. "Uncle City Lord, you must heal Chen Yun!"

"Oh?" Morit raised his brows and glanced at Chen Yun in his hand.

He smiled at Niya. "So this young man is called Chen Yun! Heh heh, little girl, rest assured. Leave it to me. Don't worry!" After saying this, he gave Niya a meaningful look before taking Chen Yun away.

It seems this Princess has fallen for that young man called Chen Yun. Alas! But I'm afraid the outcome...

Brian had also noticed long ago that Niya had fallen for Chen Yun, and this filled him with worry.

After all, Niya was the imperial Princess. Her marriage was not something she could decide for herself!

Although Chen Yun's talent was extraordinary, he was not a powerhouse yet. If he had no powerful background, then Niya and him would probably...

In less than a moment, Morit returned to the reception hall, leaving the group rather baffled. Could it really have been this fast? How long had it been? Chen Yun had suffered energy backlash!

However, Morit's expression made them feel that something was wrong!

Niya was the first to rush up to Morit. Grabbing his wrist, she asked anxiously, "Uncle City Lord! How is he? Is Chen Yun all right now?"

The others also looked at him expectantly.

Morit did not mind Niya's lack of manners. He was extremely depressed at the moment, and seeing her anxious expression, he could only shake his head awkwardly.

Morit's shake of the head caused the group's expressions to change slightly. Niya was completely stunned, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably as she looked ready to collapse!