Bai Lingxi had only just accepted her appointment as an imperial Dragon Guard when she saw two men enter the Hall of Supreme Governance.
The man in front was of medium build and wore lavish first-rank official robes. He had a round face, fair, tender skin, small eyes, and a small nose. With an amiable smile on his face, he looked like a lump of white dough.
Before coming, Bai Lingxi had familiarized herself with everyone around Chu Xisheng.
She immediately recognized this lump of white dough as the Great Law Dynasty's chief minister, Jian Zangfeng, "Heaven-Regulating Earth-Rectifying."
Following him was a tall, slender middle-aged man who looked about forty.
He wore silvery-white light armor and had a refined, fair face, with a neatly trimmed short beard beneath his chin. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and his bearing was capable and incisive.
This must be Chu Xisheng's most trusted personal Dragon Guard-"Mad Sword" Feng San!
He was said to be a formidable expert from the Human Race of Mount Kunlun, someone Chu Xisheng trusted deeply.
Just how much did Chu Xisheng trust this fellow?
The man had actually built a sizable faction within the Great Law Dynasty's court, right under Chu Xisheng's nose.
He had recruited large numbers of human experts from Mount Kunlun into the Inner Palace Imperial Guard.
Of Chu Xisheng's twelve Dragon Guards, five were reportedly from Mount Kunlun or had some connection to it.
Yet after the two entered the hall, Feng San suddenly stopped.
He frowned slightly, looking at Bai Lingxi with a trace of startled uncertainty.
Mad Sword Feng San's gaze flickered. He searched his memories, trying to discover where that sense of familiarity came from, but could find nothing.
His eyes gradually grew bewildered.
Bai Lingxi, meanwhile, found this a little