This was a private gathering, consisting of elite young members from large clans.
Just then, Sun Miao received a piece of news, his face dramatically changing in anger, he rapped out, "Outrageous, utterly insolent!"
The guests had yet to arrive; only a few had come. A beautiful woman noticed Sun Miao's displeasure and asked, "What's wrong, Prince?"
"Someone has thrown my personal soldiers into the river." Despite his calm words, Sun Miao couldn't hide his suppressed emotional turbulence from the perceptive men and women in the room.
"Oh, who would dare defy your majesty so blatantly?" asked a man who seemed a little flushed from drinking too much.
Sun Miao had been tolerating the City Lord Liu Daoming for days; with this new situation, his mood reached its breaking point.
"Summon them!"
