Behind Xiao Qi was the silhouette of a Tuo Dragon, seemingly roaring towards the sky, which instilled fear from the depths of one's soul. They had heard that this figure was a genuine Dragon Son with the True Dragon Bloodline, an existence akin to a Divine Spirit in the eyes of mere mortals.
On the other side, Liu Qingyun's backdrop was a shimmering silver Long Spear, and for some reason, as people caught sight of it, they felt as if thousands of troops were charging towards them, causing a chilling fear that made some nearly lose their footing.
The curious eunuchs, overwhelmed by this terrifying aura, were sweating profusely and dared not linger in that place, hastily retreating to the outside.
In a corner not far from the small courtyard, a middle-aged man in official robes urgently grabbed the hand of an eunuch and kindly asked, "My lord, how are things."
