Jiang Dynasty, Shengjing City—the capital and heart of the dynasty.
In the palace, King Jiang, Jiang Haoran, was reviewing memorials in his study. Perhaps he had come across a thorny matter, for he stared blankly at one memorial, his thoughts drifting far away.
Heavy footsteps sounded outside. Whoever had arrived must have been someone of great importance; even the eunuchs at the door did not dare stop him.
Jiang Haoran closed the memorial and decided not to think about it for now. He looked toward the door.
A middle-aged man in white strode into the study with the bearing of a dragon and tiger. His rugged features and imposing aura made it clear he was a veteran who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"What is it?" Jiang Haoran asked, looking at him.
The man in white was Ye Tiannan, a Human King Realm powerhouse. He had once served as the commander of Jiang Dynasty's forces during their campaign against the Azure Wolf Dynasty.
Once inside, he handed over a secret report with both hands and said gravely, "Your Majesty, please look at this. It's the latest news."
Ye Tiannan's face was solemn as he spoke. The secret report in his hands seemed to weigh as much as a mountain; even his usually steady temperament could not keep him calm.
Puzzled, Jiang Haoran took the report and skimmed it quickly. The farther he read, the more shocked he became. His eyebrows twitched, and when he finished, he rose abruptly. "Is all of this true?"
Ye Tiannan took a deep breath and nodded. "Your Majesty, every word in the report is true. I've confirmed it several times. There's no possibility of error, nor could anyone have fabricated it!"
Jiang Haoran slumped into his chair, his