Outside the Fragrant City Hotel, over a thousand soldiers of the Northern Territory Army knelt on one knee.
Qing Tian was at the very front, cradling a set of battle robes in his arms.
Lord Dong Huang stood to one side, pinching a document bag in his hand.
The unceasing voices welcoming Commander Lin attracted countless curious onlookers.
Even the security personnel tasked with maintaining order were bewildered.
What was going on?
The blood petition for a mass appeal had just been expelled, and now even the Northern Territory Army and Lord Dong Huang had arrived.
Could it be that the Dragon God was really inside the hotel?
Inside the hotel.
Zhang Jinhui hurriedly ran into the banquet hall, shouting as he ran, "Grandpa, Yixin, something terrible has happened, a major event!"
Zhang Guohua scolded, "What's the big panic for?"