Perhaps because the effect of [Sealing Yuan Pill] had not completely dispersed, or were there other residual effects?

Ye Qingyu didn’t care too much.

What he cared about most was that there were the sound of footsteps outside and a strong yuan qi rapidly coming closer, which indicated that the reinforcements of young aster Du had finally arrived. Ye Qingyu did not know what kind of power a top residence in the Snow Capital could mobilize, but he was sure of one next thing: what happens next can’t be solved through simple means alone.

As expected, from the hall of the first floor outside of the private room, there was a short bugle sound and military orders that resounded out…

An army has been dispatched.

Ye Qingyu’s gaze fell upon the face of a young master who wore a cold smile standing at the door.

A noble of the empire, a young nobleman that received the empire’s salary dares to be that arrogant, was unbelievable. This also showed just to what extent the noble class had decayed. [The Whip of the Thunder Deity] is one of the main fighting corps of the empire, known as the pillar of the Empire, But a little young master of a noble family dared to touch a military official of the Logistics Battalion of one of the main corps.

And looking...