"Bang!"
A teacup was thrown onto a wooden table ferociously by a palace bodyguard of the Autumn Moon County.
A muscular man with a cross-shaped scar on his face stared at the branches swaying in the wind outside the windows with a cold expression.
"What the hell do the people from the sects want this time? Trying to assassinate people right off the street?! Before, they'd even gather their elite forces hastily all the time. Have they forgotten the laws of the emperor??" the man said while suppressing his anger, but this "anger" felt vaguely fake, as if he was just making a show.
Another man was sitting in the living room—an elderly man with a white beard. He held a steaming cup of tea in his hands and was sipping it slowly.