Divine Capital, Anyi Ward.
A man galloped along on horseback.
It was Twin Whips.
His expression was exuberant as he headed straight for the narrow wooden building.
An Xuan'er's face was haggard, but the moment she saw his radiant expression, her exquisite eyes lit up.
"Has something changed?" she asked urgently.
The dozen or so Martial World elders could scarcely believe it. Both emperors were determined to kill him, the ministers were seething with outrage, and Lord Jiang watched like a tiger stalking its prey. How could Young Master Jia possibly have a way out?
Twin Whips spoke rapidly, laughing with delight:
"The boss has rendered meritorious service to the State and Altars! The court is going to reward his family!"
He had known the boss would never surrender without a fight!
Yet even his most trusted followers could never have imagined that he would truly tear through those layers of gloom single-handedly!
An Xuan'er's smile blossomed like a flower. Her black hair danced as she hurried toward another residence.
Seeing that Twin Whips was about to leave, the Martial World elders looked utterly stunned. Then they waved their arms excitedly, loudly proclaiming their contributions:
"Deputy Thousand-Household Commander Zhang, I shed blood for Lord Jia! I risked my life for him!"
"I lost this arm and this eye fighting with all my strength to hold them off!"
"My junior fellow disciple's dantian was shattered, and blood is still seeping from all seven of his orifices!"
Twin Whips reined in his horse and nodded with a smile:
"Lord Jia will remember all of you."
The Martial World elders smiled until their faces creased with wrinkles. Every one of them sank to the ground, breathing a long sigh of relief inwardly.
They had acted only out of righteousness, never expecting Lord Jia