Inside the royal study, Emperor Jin Ming was seething with rage, thunderous as he roared, "What do you mean the assassin got away? Chase, I command the Imperial Guard and all the Dark Guards within YingTian Palace, to give chase. If this group of assassins isn't captured, all of you will have your heads severed!"
"Yes!"
A cold sweat broke over the commander of the Imperial Guard as he quickly retreated, hastily mustering his contingent of guards and headed to the scene of the crime to investigate...
Emperor Jin Ming's residual anger was like a lion trapped in a cage, pacing restlessly back and forth. He was the supreme emperor, yet someone had the audacity to mess with him, ending up severely harming his most beloved son. How could he swallow this indignation?
"Investigate, investigate for me. Find out who did it. I want to exterminate their nine clans, and sentence all of them to death by lingchi..."
"Yes!"
