Inside and outside the Imperial City, Mason Beacher was ready to enter. The King's personal attendant opened the city gate, only for him to slay Michael Black with a sword—the attendant had been with the King since childhood and was skilled in cultivation. He immediately kicked Mason Beacher's face, sending him flying out from the gate!
"Bah! Traitor and rebel, support me—" With the last drawn-out nasal tone, his adopted sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons poured out from the city gate, quickly overwhelming Mason Beacher. At least a few strong men couldn't make it through.
Mason Beacher's Cultivation Army merely watched from the sidelines, not intending to step in and save their master—didn't they see a sword still hanging in the sky? Who dares to move rashly?
