Inside the palace at this moment.
The high-ranking officials were holding a banquet to welcome the Titled Douluo who had come to oversee the area.
Women clad in revealing gauze, large swaths of snow-white skin exposed, danced gracefully in the center of the hall.
Meanwhile, the high-ranking officials stationed here drank and made merry at the side.
"I truly never expected it to be you, sir."
Jin Yu looked at the old man seated in the seat of honor, his face full of fawning expressions.
He had thought the one sent to oversee the area would be some imperial enshrined expert residing within the palace, but he had not expected it to be this man before him.
It seemed the previous rumors were likely true.
The imperial family may indeed have reached a partnership with that faction.
"Hmph!"
The old man seated in the seat of honor snorted coldly.
He was not particularly handsome.
Though he was quite old, unlike Sword Douluo, who still retained traces of his extraordinary looks from his youth, this man gave no such impression at all.
It was not that Sword Douluo Chen Xin took especially good care of himself.
In truth, Chen Xin had never cared about such trivial matters.
The simple truth was this:
Even when this old man had been young, he had not been good-looking.
Moreover, unlike other Titled Douluo, who carried at least some air of an eminent master, this man possessed none of that temperament at all, appearing instead exceedingly coarse.
Not the simple, honest sort of rusticity, but more like the vicious crudeness of a thug from some vile backwater.
"That Luo Li showed no mercy to Tang Hao, that traitor of our Clear Sky Sect, yet the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still dares to cooperate with