Beiting City.
Parliament Building.
The flying sleigh, carrying tremendous force, crashed headlong into the three-meter-tall gate to the hall.
"Boom!"
A thunderous explosion rang out.
The two Metal Gates, carved with beautiful patterns, instantly warped severely before being knocked from their frames and crashing heavily onto the floor.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two successive blasts rang out.
The sleigh charged into the lavishly decorated, spacious hall, scraping across the smooth, gleaming stone floor with a piercing "Screech!"
Protected by extraordinary power, the sleigh withstood the violent impact. Only its front end suffered slight deformation.
Lian Lie sat steadily in the driver's seat, utterly unfazed.
The other three passengers were equally calm.
"Whoosh!"
A huge cloud of snow and dust swept into the hall on the wild wind.
The collision had come too suddenly. Dozens of public officials had not had time to evacuate.
They turned toward the sound and watched the sleigh continue sliding forward, every face filled with horror and shock.
Good heavens!
How arrogant!
How outrageous!
In the several centuries since Beiting City had been founded, this was the first horrifying incident of someone crashing into the Parliament Building.
For a time.
The perpetrators' calmness stood in stark contrast to the onlookers' shock.
Winter Garden.
Cheng Han grinned. "Perhaps I should give this sleigh a name. How about the He Nan Ren?"
Driving openly into the Parliament Building and even knocking down its gates was blatant, insane provocation against the authorities. Not even Heretical God Believers would dare do something like this.
But Cheng Han dared.
He was afraid the commotion would be too small, so naturally he wanted to make it as sensational as possible.
Besides.
Life in the Otherworld was so dull. He had to find some fun somehow, didn't he?
Beiting City.
"Screech~"
Due to the resistance,