Elder Shui bowed in greeting. “My lord, King Yong has consigned his son, Xia Jingyu, to the family dungeons and ordered that he is not to be released for three years. Furthermore, King Yong hopes for an opportunity to apologize in person.”

The cloth-robed middle-aged man furrowed his brow and snorted coldly. “Xia Jingyu is a scion of the imperial clan, yet he consorted with the nefarious evildoers of Heavenly Annihilation Demonic Gate. Does King Yong truly plan to punish him so lightly?”

He turned and said, “Old dog, go tell King Yong how I feel about the matter. If he doesn’t understand what he should do, help him understand.”

Before his voice even finished reverberating through the air, he disappeared into the darkness.

“Yes, sir!” Elder Shui bowed and acknowledged his orders.

That night at King Yong’s estate, Xia Jingyu was crippled and reduced to an ordinary mortal, while his entire cohort was put to death.

However, the king’s estate kept the incident under wraps; outsiders had no way of finding out about it.

What did it mean to have power and influence? This was both.

……

Azurecloud Court.

A lush forest of cultivated bamboo, gazebos and pavilions, and a flowing stream...