"Greetings, Young Master!"
"Your subordinates arrived late. We beg the Young Master's forgiveness!"
Quite a few people had come—eighteen in all.
All eighteen were very powerful. Even Chen Changan couldn't quite see through their cultivation.
Looking at the eighteen people kneeling on one knee, Chen Changan furrowed his brow and asked, "Your subordinates?"
"Who are you?"
"Reporting to the Young Master, the eighteen of us are members of the Third Squad under the Emperor's Pavilion's Yellow Banner."
The Emperor's Pavilion? The Yellow Banner?
"You're from the Emperor's Pavilion?"
"Why have you appeared here?"
"How did you know I was here?" Chen Changan asked with a frown.
"Reporting to the Young Master, when the Pavilion Master founded the Emperor's Pavilion all those years ago, he established the Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow Four Banners."
"The Yellow Banner's mission is to patrol the True Realm."
"Originally, we were tasked with maintaining the balance of the True Realm. After the foreign races invaded, our mission became searching the True Realm for those foreign races that slipped through the net."
"The Sun Moon Dynasty falls within our patrol area. When we heard the Young Master was here and learned that the Sun Moon Dynasty had colluded with the foreign races, we hurried over."
"Unfortunately, we were still a step too late. Please forgive us, Young Master."
So the Emperor's Pavilion wasn't really doing nothing. There were still people searching for the foreign races that had slipped through the net all those years ago.
It was just that their arrival seemed a little too coincidental.
And after all those years of patrols, how had they failed to notice that something was wrong with the Sun Moon Dynasty?
"How can you be so sure I'm your Young Master and not an impostor?" Chen Changan asked with