The Star Luo Empire.
Lin Xiao strolled down the long street, somewhat surprised.
"The change in imperial power doesn't seem to have had much of an effect on the Star Luo Empire."
After wandering around a little more, Lin Xiao settled on a direction and headed toward the Xingguo Imperial Palace.
There was no denying that the Coronation Ceremony had drawn plenty of attention. Crowds surged outside the palace gates.
People actually had to line up to enter.
"Halt!"
Two armored guards stopped Lin Xiao outside the palace.
"Uh, I don't have an invitation."
An awkward look crossed Lin Xiao's face.
But he did have the token the Netherworld Grand Duke had given him.
Unless something unexpected happened, that thing should work even better than an invitation.
Before Lin Xiao could take it out, however, disgruntled voices rang out.
"What are you doing here without an invitation? Trying to pass fish eyes off as pearls?"
"You really see all sorts these days. Is an emperor's coronation something the likes of you can attend?"
"Exactly. Why come gawking when you have no business here? You're wasting everyone's time."
Lin Xiao turned around and saw three burly men who looked like towers of flesh.
All three shared another feature: bald heads.
The Elephant Armor Sect? Huyan Zhen's people? He had an inkling of where they came from.
"Hey, kid, what are you doing? Hurry up and get out of the way!"
One of them spoke impatiently.
Lin Xiao frowned, then took out a token and showed it to the guards.
"I don't have an invitation, but will this do?"
"Don't try to fool us... wait, what is that?!"
The guard was dismissive at first, but when he saw the pattern on the token, his whole body shuddered. His legs went weak, and