Bozhou Prefectural City—Grand Spirit Master Wei Yu and Marquis Anling Ji Jia returned to Bozhou alone, wearing the expressions of men who had survived a catastrophe.
What had originally been a complete loss now held some possibility of turning the tables because of an unexpected discovery. Their utterly foul moods improved somewhat.
"Get your asses out here and serve this Marquis! Can't you see this Marquis has returned? Are you all dead?" The moment he entered the prefectural governor's residence he had forcibly requisitioned and saw no maidservants or eunuchs coming to receive him, the already ill-tempered Marquis Anling Ji Jia roared.
Suddenly, Marquis Anling Ji Jia's gaze froze. Countless black-armored Imperial Guards surged out from within and outside the prefectural governor's residence, surrounding the two of them from sky to ground in an instant.
After blanking out for a moment, Grand Spirit Master Wei Yu roared with complete confidence, "What are you doing? What do you want? Are you trying to profane the gods? Grand Spirit Master Wei Yu of the Heaven Temple is here—who dares behave recklessly?"
Yet Wei Yu's confident roar brought Marquis Anling Ji Jia not the slightest sense of security. Mainly because the Imperial Guard General leading them gave him an extremely bad premonition.
Huan Zha, Great Commander of the Imperial Guard of Luoyi Imperial City, was a true confidant of the current Holy Son of Heaven of Great Zhou, the Benevolent Sovereign. Although he commanded only a small portion of the Imperial Guard, being able to patrol and defend the imperial city was itself an honor—and a form of power.
For precisely that reason, whenever Huan Zha appeared, he basically represented the Holy Will of the Holy Son of Heaven of Great Zhou.
Huan Zha gave Grand Spirit Master Wei Yu a cold glance,