Great Light Dynasty's capital had regained its former prosperity after some time, as if the chaos from a few days ago had never happened.
Bai Yang's actions here a few days ago had dealt a grave blow to the royal family's dignity. People didn't even dare discuss it openly; they could only whisper about it in secret.
That incident had been a disgrace not only to the royal family but to the entire Great Light Dynasty. The country had been slapped in the face, its people had been slapped in the face, and everyone in the dynasty, from top to bottom, was seething with anger.
Disgrace could only be washed away with the enemy's blood!
In a side hall of the Great Light Palace, Chu Tianya sat in a golden dragon robe, his expression calm. Yet beneath his wide sleeves, his clenched fists betrayed the anger burning inside him, with nowhere to vent.
There were no maids, eunuchs, ministers, or subordinates in the hall. Besides Chu Tianya, there were only two people—people who belonged to Great Light, yet did not. They were the source of the rage boiling within him.
One was a man, the other a woman. Both looked young. The man wore a white robe and was exceptionally handsome, with narrow eyes and slightly upturned brows that made him seem difficult to get along with, as if he looked down on everyone he saw.
The woman wore black armor. Her expression was cold, and her killing intent was so fearsome that she seemed like a god of slaughter who had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Chu Tianya was the emperor of Great Light, a man whose word was law throughout the realm. Yet these two stood before him as equals, meeting his