"That level of Sword Intent... I'm afraid even you couldn't achieve it. I wonder who it was."
An elderly man with white hair and beard, looking like an immortal sage, stood calmly in the courtyard and spoke to the arriving Sword Emperor. He was the Imperial Preceptor, the closest one to this place.
The Imperial Preceptor was a steadfast supporter of the Crown Prince and upheld legitimate succession. He was also the greatest pillar supporting the Crown Prince's current regency.
"There was also the Demon Queen's aura. Yet she did not perish beneath that Sword Intent. Either the two sides cooperated, or the owner of that Sword Intent is not as strong as we imagined.
"His realm is beyond doubt. The only factors that could affect his strength are the depth of his true qi and the toughness of his body."
The Sword Emperor arrived at the scene and stopped roughly twenty meters from the Imperial Preceptor, speaking calmly.
Though one supported the Crown Prince while the other was the Fourth Prince's master, they would not immediately fight to the death upon meeting.
That would only benefit others for nothing.
A moment later, another refined-looking elderly man arrived, likewise keeping a certain distance from them.
He was the Right Prime Minister, who had always been responsible for the Emperor's safety. Apparently, even he could not remain seated after what had happened earlier. He had temporarily entrusted the Emperor's safety to the palace experts and hurried here in person.
"Neither the Demon Queen nor that mysterious expert is here. Aren't you afraid they'll kill that old Emperor?"
The Sword Emperor spoke without the slightest concern.
But the Right Prime Minister did not answer.
"This concerns the peace negotiations and the overall situation at the border. This old man had no choice