Practicing Fist Techniques

When they suddenly discovered that the person they supported was a hidden mole, the officers felt deeply upset.

They were all nobles, doted on by their respective Lineages. Joining the Imperial Guard was not only a duty, but also a chance to gain experience and cultivate connections.

Forming cliques and scheming against one another were unavoidable here, but they still valued honor and loyalty. Once a group had formed, betrayal was rare.

That made Gulin and the other three generals' betrayal of the Grand Commandant stand out all the more.

Not long after Li Man revealed the truth, A Zheba and a group of officers arrived uninvited. There were twice as many as during the day, fifteen in all. They were the group's entire inner circle; more than a hundred Centurions and other officers formed its outer ranks, making it a force within the Imperial Guard that could not be underestimated.

A Zheba was usually their unspoken leader, but this time he said little. Another Centurion stepped forward to speak.

The last ones in lowered the tent flap. The tent was so small that the fifteen officers could only stand in three rows. The Centurion in the middle gave the Dragon King a stiff, hurried nod, then stated what they wanted. "We heard the Dragon King was prepared to side with Prince Dudun, and we're delighted. With a helper like you, Your Highness's great undertaking is sure to succeed. Since we're on the same side, I won't beat around the bush. The situation is urgent, and we hope the Dragon King will draw his blade and come to our aid at once."

"What do you mean by 'draw my blade and come to your aid'?"

"Gulin and the other three are clearly responsible for assassinating the former Grand Commandant. They