A moment earlier.
Yang Kui followed the Black-Clad Guard and their men in silence as they arrived at Tanka Harbor to lie in wait.
Though the Sixth Banner Chief is dead, the court's mission cannot be interrupted.
Thinking of his former superior's rebuke, a shadow lay across the young man's face.
"It has been confirmed. This place is an extremely important stronghold of the Heaven and Earth Society, and their leader, Cheng Dongnan, is here as well..."
The Black-Clad Guard officer addressed his subordinates solemnly. "Seal off the surrounding area. The moment you find any rebels, kill without mercy!"
"My lord, we've suffered grievous losses. I'm afraid there aren't many of us left..."
Yang Kui could not help speaking up.
His superior shot him a glance, his expression turning cold. "Are you planning to defy orders?"
"This lowly one would not dare."
Yang Kui hurriedly took a step back, his face pale.
"I thought not!" The officer snorted. "But this time, we aren't the main force. Prince of Pingyang will be taking action himself. The prince is an Adept—this time, you lot will truly have your eyes opened."
As he spoke, Yang Kui could not help looking in one direction.
There, numerous Jinhu Prefecture constables had gathered, armed with iron rulers, longsabers, bows, firearms, and other weapons as they surrounded a man.
The man was broad and powerfully built, with a face full of beard. At a glance, he looked like the sort of fierce general who belonged on a battlefield, yet he wore a flood-dragon robe.
His massive body stretched the robe taut, making him appear somewhat fat and comical.
Yet not a single person present could laugh.
This was the court's Prince of Pingyang, the Adept Nangong Wusheng!
There were even rumors that he had once challenged the