"You still say that Great Ming is already so overbearing that no one is allowed to enter the Imperial City?”
Song Que's eyes narrowed slightly, causing the White Tiger commander's expression to change, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.
In front of a Ninth Heavenly Layer Great Grandmaster, taking a few steps back wasn't considered shameful. It was just that Song Que's words had revealed an attitude that made him think of more things.
"I wouldn't dare. It's just that during this period of time, many people with ill intentions have infiltrated the Great Bright Emperor's capital. Our Embroidered Uniform Guards are cleaning up the Imperial City, afraid of disturbing Lord Song.”The White Tiger commander bowed to show his respect, but he did not retreat.
Song Que smiled faintly, and his saber paused in mid-air.
"It's fine. If there really are thieves, I can help.”
"Moreover, Great Ming is vast in land and rich in resources. There are many outstanding people and heroes. I just met a great grandmaster who is not weak.”
"Lord Commander is busy with official matters, so I won't disturb you.”
Song Que sheathed his saber and took a step forward. The White Tiger commander's expression changed drastically, and he immediately retreated.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and step back. Let Lord Song go over.”
The thousand-man, hundred-man, and many general flags standing behind him heard the commander's exclamation and retreated.
Song Que smiled coolly, and said no more. With his long saber in hand, he took his time, ignoring the people following him as he headed toward one of the Song Clan residences in the Imperial City.
"Milord, let's just forget about it. This, this is Skyblade Song Que.”Zuo Yanbin and Zuo Qianhu whispered into the White Tiger Commander's ear.
"That's right, Your Excellency. This is Heaven Saber Song Que, a top expert at the Ninth Heaven of Great Grandmasters. In the past, no Ninth Heaven Great Grandmasters had ever entered the Imperial City. It's too dangerous.”
"That's right. We must find a way to chase him away, or…"
"Chase him away? It was easier said than done. She should think of a way to stabilize him.”
"Who is the martial grandmaster he mentioned? We didn't find him. Could it be that a martial grandmaster has already infiltrated?”
"It's possible, and I suspect there's more than one.”
"That's another matter. The most important thing now is to deal with Heavenly Saber Song Que. To swagger in like this, you're treating me, Great Ming, as if I'm nothing.”
After ten breaths, they looked at each other and looked at the silent White Tiger Commander.
"Sir?"
"Milord, what's wrong?"
At this moment, they realized that the White Tiger Commander had been silent since he had ordered them to retreat. He had not said a word.
Hearing the exchange of subordinates.
"Hey!"
The White Tiger commander sighed heavily.
"Look at the ground."
The Chiliarchies looked down at the ground, their faces filled with shock. All of the hard bluestone slabs within three meters of where Song Que had struck were undamaged, but they could tell that they had already changed shape. The White Tiger commander had lightly stomped his foot, and the bluestone slabs had been reduced to dust.
"This is a show of strength, this is a show of strength.”The White Tiger commander sighed again.
"Song Que's intentions are clear. If we try to stop him, we'll be like this limestone slab. Under his blade, it'll be reduced to dust and ashes.”
"And to us, the ninth firmament of the Great Grandmaster Realm is indeed as high as the sky. No one can control it.”
"You all continue to be on duty. Don't worry about Song Que for now. I'll report it to the Imperial Court and let them have a headache.”
The White Tiger commander had no other choice.
He was only a grandmaster. Although he was a seventh-tier grandmaster, he was no different from an ordinary person in front of a ninth-tier great grandmaster.
And he knew that Song Que had been merciful.
Song Que only wanted to pry into the mysteries of the celestial beings and had no interest in the official organizations of the Darming Empire.
If the Ming Brocade Guard did not target him, he would not have made a move and might even have helped a little.
If the Brocade Guard of Great Ming targeted him, then he would not stay behind. Once he made a move, it would be a talk of collapse and the earth would split. To Great Ming, it would definitely be a natural disaster.
In fact, the White Tiger commander was also inclined to ignore Song Que's thoughts, or to stabilize him first. There was no way to restrain him.
The White Tiger commander waved his hand, and the thousand-man, centurion, and general flags all retreated.
He turned around and headed toward the Forbidden City.
In the Forbidden City, besides the Xuanwu Commanders and the Supreme Commanders of the Brocade Guard, there were also experts like the Iron Gut Divine Marquis and the East Chamber.
He also knew that apart from these experts on the surface, the Ming royal family still had a trump card. It was a trump card that would not be used unless the dynasty was in real danger. As for what that trump card was, the White Tiger Commander did not know. However, he knew that once that trump card was used, there was absolutely no need to fear the ninth firmament of the Great Grandmaster Realm. Even an expert who had just entered the Celestial Being Realm could contend with it.
Forget it.
This problem was not something he could solve alone. He could just submit it directly.
In a restaurant on the street, Gu Heng was eating melon seeds while sighing.
The wave of his blade had stirred up the water and made it more and more muddy. In this muddy water, it was normal for the flood dragon to sneak in for a few days.
Song Que should be one of those flood dragons that had infiltrated, and he hoped that it was the largest flood dragon. Otherwise, if a few flood dragons of his size or even stronger flood dragons came, the Great Ming Imperial City would be in danger.
How could one sleep on the side of the bed? At this moment, in the Forbidden City of Ming Dynasty, it was unknown how Zhu Houzhao was feeling. Gu Heng suddenly thought of this, and his slightly nervous mood immediately lightened up a lot.
Compared to Zhu Houzhao, Gu Heng was the most comfortable person. After all, he was just a Jinyiwei who was between a small flag and a general flag. He had an epiphany and stepped into the Houtian realm.
This identity was a protective talisman.
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