"Your Majesty, would you care for a meal?"
The close guard asked respectfully from the side.
"No," Shen Ye stretched his arms, "I feel like moving around a bit—I haven't practiced with swords and spears in a long time."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The close guard made a beckoning gesture and led the way.
Two rows of Royal Guards followed behind.
Shen Ye was in the middle.
The procession moved slowly.
Shortly after,
Shen Ye arrived at a small colosseum.
—There was actually a colosseum inside the royal palace!
Not only that,
In the Emperor's private resting room, various battle armors and weapons were hung.
Next to the spacious and comfortable seats, tea, wine, and snacks were all prepared.
"Your Majesty, do you need me to call a few court mages and royal knights?"
The attendant asked.
"No need, I'll be alone for a while," Shen Ye said.
"Yes."
The attendant bowed and left the room with everyone else, closing the door and standing guard outside.
