The Capital.
"Motherfucker!"
A furious roar rang throughout Capital City.
A terrifying aura made heaven and earth change color and reversed the sun and moon.
Under boundless black clouds, it looked as though doomsday had arrived.
A pure-white streak of light shot out of the Ding Family's courtyard.
Another streak of purple roselight followed close behind.
Almost simultaneously, Old Man Guan, Yang Huaimin, Minister Bai, the Purple Gold Wang Family's patriarch, and the other big shots all looked skyward.
This was the Capital City.
Two experts were fighting for their lives; the slightest mishap could destroy this ancient capital that bore the Dragon Kingdom's history.
"What's going on?"
"No idea. Could it be... the alien races attacking the city?"
"Are you kidding? What alien race is badass enough to dare attack the city?"
"Holy shit! Isn't that the Ma Family's old patriarch? Is he carrying a cleaver on his shoulder?"
"Huh? Isn't that Minister Ding chasing him? Sure looks like him."
The city's residents poured into the streets.
Fortunately, the two old bastards were extremely fast, or they would definitely have trended online.
On the main road outside the city,
Old Ma's meticulously groomed hair had been blown into a wild punk hairstyle, and his left arm was still bleeding slightly.
Behind him, Minister Ding wore a Tang suit and held a cleaver, his features twisted viciously.
Old Ma was utterly dumbfounded.
The man had answered a call, then said he was going to the kitchen to get him breakfast. Who could have imagined he would come back with two cleavers and start hacking at him on sight?
"Old Ding, you're a prominent figure in the Dragon Kingdom, at least. Don't do anything rash."
Facing the enraged Minister Ding, Old Ma neither dared to strike to kill nor wanted to