You Can't Just Come Here Because You Want To

Thus, the mission dispatched by the Bloodwing Bat King began heading in an unexpected direction from the very start.

When the aggressive Xi Tianlong arrived in Lin'an City, what greeted it was the extinguished smoke and cold ashes of an empty Four Directions Pavilion.

Weeds sprouted from the ground, fallen leaves carpeted the courtyard, and the dust on the tables and chairs inside was thick enough to write in. Cobwebs were everywhere, even in the nooks and crannies.

The Four Directions Pavilion was where Great Jing received foreign envoys. When envoys came, it was tidied up to welcome guests; when none came, it sat idle.

After all, envoys sometimes arrived wave after wave, while at other times not a single one came for years.

And those who arrived with great fanfare were even fewer. Most were secret envoys and did not stay at the Four Directions Pavilion.

Clearly, Great Jing had made no preparations whatsoever for Xi Tianlong and its party.

Not only had the Four Directions Pavilion not been cleaned, there was not even anyone inside. No attendants, no cooks, not even basic supplies. Food, drink, relieving themselves—everything was a problem. There were not even candlesticks for lighting at night.

Those who knew would recognize it as the Four Directions Pavilion. Those who did not would think it was an abandoned haunted house.

Xi Tianlong had never imagined that Great Jing would slight it so thoroughly.

Xi Tianlong had originally intended to give Great Jing a show of force from the outset. Now it felt as though that show of force, before it had even been unleashed, had curved through the air and struck it squarely in the face, leaving a burning pain.

"Ah!!"

"How outrageous!"

"Where are they? Bring me the people from the Ministry of Rites!"

Xi