Valentine VII's Death

Lionheart City, Triumphal Palace.

A young man who looked no more than twenty or thirty years old strolled leisurely through the palace with both hands in his pockets.

His brilliant golden hair glittered with dazzling light, and his features were so handsome they could only be described as regal. His ruby-like red eyes were deep and pure, radiating a sacred majesty.

Neither the radiance of the Path reflected in his eyes nor his naturally noble bearing revealed the slightest trace of bestiality or savagery. Beneath the glittering golden lights of the Triumphal Palace, he looked as dazzling as a god descended to earth in his white tailcoat.

That man was Pengbo Naqi, the "First Red Prime Minister."

The positions of Red Prime Minister and Black Prime Minister had always been passed down. Every generation's Red Prime Minister was a child of Pengbo Naqi, while every generation's Black Prime Minister was the Vice-Headmaster of the Spirit Tower.

But unlike the Black Prime Minister, who truly possessed the corresponding duties and authority... the Red Prime Minister actually had no independent power. When people mentioned the "Red Prime Minister," they were usually referring to the "First Red Prime Minister" behind him.

The First Black Prime Minister never concerned himself with politics and merely held the title in name. The First Red Prime Minister, however, demanded that all power and wealth be held in his hands... Every generation's Red Prime Minister was his puppet and extension, his most loyal and obedient child.

That was also why almost no one knew what the "Headmaster" looked like... Yet everyone in the Stibium court knew the First Red Prime Minister. The guards of the Triumphal Palace were no exception.

In the face of this true wielder of power, Stibium's strongest transcendent, not a single guard dared to