The rain poured down in sheets.
A squad of cavalry galloped down Goldstone Sky Street.
The Nine Cities Military Command Office.
Tang Xun dismounted and hurried inside, making his way to the White Tiger Hall. "Where is Commander Zhang? Have him come see me at once!"
The commander of the Nine Cities Military Command was his trusted subordinate. With the situation so urgent, they had to make a swift decision and keep the repercussions to a minimum.
"Duke of Ding..."
Before long, Commander Zhang did not appear. Instead, several guards arrived.
"You..."
Tang Xun abruptly sensed that something was wrong. It was the instinct honed over half a lifetime of warfare, and it had never failed him.
"You trespassed into the White Tiger Hall. Take him down!"
one of the guards shouted.
"Are you blind, you dogs? This is the Duke of Ding—Grand Secretary Tang!"
Tang Xun's personal guards shouted furiously.
But those guards remained unmoved. Another squad of armored soldiers entered from outside, surrounding Tang Xun and his guards on all sides.
Tang Xun had not seen such expressionless, death-defying killing intent in a very long time.
Seeing it again now, he could only give a bitter smile and say to his guards, "Put down your weapons... Don't bring ruin upon yourselves!"
He then allowed the guards to bind him and said, "I want to see the Imperial Preceptor... His Majesty may have erred, but the nation must not fall into chaos!"
"We know nothing of that. We only know that Duke of Ding, you trespassed into a military restricted area. You will be detained pending trial!"
A squad of Six Jia Divine Soldiers answered expressionlessly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Tears suddenly streamed down Tang Xun's face. He knew that if the Imperial Preceptor still possessed such divine soldiers,