They could neither advance nor retreat.
If they advanced, they would offend the ancient Saint dynasty. If they retreated, they would lose all their face.
They glared at Lu Ming coldly, their eyes filled with killing intent. They could not wait to cut Lu Ming into pieces.
The reason for this situation was all because of Lu Ming.
Just as the two sides were confronting each other, in the distance, a golden light filled the air and shot towards them. The speed was so fast that it exceeded people's reaction time. Many people had only just reacted to the golden light when it had already appeared in front of them.
A dignified middle-aged man with his hands behind his back appeared in the air.
He was wearing a Golden Dragon robe, a golden crown, and Golden Boots. A majestic and vast aura was released from his body, making it difficult for everyone to breathe. It was as if they were facing a human King inspecting the world.
"Imperial uncle!"
