"Imperial Guards Commander?" Gu Yi murmured, then smiled. "Fu Yan, you shouldn't be too careless. I just heard that junior imperial guard officer over there call him a member of the Dragon Guard!"
"The Dragon Guard!!" At these words, Fu Yan's battle-hungry expression instantly turned to horror. But his expression changed again at once, and he said grimly, "Gu Yi, does their saying he's a member of the Dragon Guard make him one? What sort of standing does the Dragon Guard have? For decades, at least, no one has heard of them setting foot outside the imperial palace. Even ordinary members of the imperial family, or some of its important members, are very rarely protected by an Imperial Guards Commander, let alone the Dragon Guard. They're practically the emperor's last line of protection. How could they possibly leave the palace so lightly?"
Fu Yan naturally did not believe Gu Yi. He knew of the Dragon Guard; they were truly peerless masters. An Imperial Guards Commander might be mysterious, but at least there were traces of them to follow. The Dragon Guard, however, left no traces whatsoever. Their chief duty was to protect the emperor. Outsiders had no way of knowing how many of them there were or who they actually were. Only the reigning emperor knew these things.
As emperor, he would not deploy this force lightly, for these men had long since withdrawn from the world. Once they emerged, there would truly be few in Jianghu capable of contending with them.
It was precisely because the Dragon Guard existed that the emperor could rule all under heaven and keep the sects of Jianghu from rising in rebellion. Even if masters of the Demonic Path or the unorthodox path wanted to assassinate the emperor, they would almost certainly fail.
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