The Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty heard a voice coming from behind him in the palace; when he turned back in surprise, he saw the palace interior in utter chaos.
He couldn't help but furrow his brows deeply. When he himself was beset by confusion, how could there already be disorder within? What did this mean for the state of affairs?
As he walked back to the palace with a group of people, he suddenly saw a stranger sitting in the seat that had belonged to him. In front of this person, several eunuchs pointed at the one sitting on the chair with faces full of shock, as if they wanted the stranger to get up promptly, but the aura emanating from the stranger kept them from speaking out.
The Crown Prince's gaze fell upon the stranger. At first glance, he noticed a conspicuously large sword beside the person and also recognized a somewhat familiar face.
Wait... if he didn't know this man, why did he feel the stranger looked so familiar?
