As he arrived at the Imperial Palace, he was greeted by a delegation that escorted him toward the Throne Room.
A light surprise appeared in his eyes since he expected to meet the Blade Empress in her study as they were supposed to be past the official formalities and pretenses.
However as he saw two distinct groups of people standing by the grandiose-looking door a smile appeared on his lips.
The majestic doors started moving, and Wu Long made a step forward, only for a man from one of those two groups to step toward him to seemingly try and stand in the way.
"Hol-..."
As he opened his mouth, starting to raise his hand to make a halting motion, he suddenly froze, a thin line of light appearing in the air from his neck to the fingers of Butler Bang's raised hand.
"You dare hinder Young Master's path?"
Butler Bang's eyes glinted as he spoke with what appeared to be genuine incredulousness at such a ridiculous attempt.
"You dare!!!"
