160 Martial Law

"Ah...my visiting friend, for my sake, please let this go."

The next moment, a loud, hapless sigh could be heard. But the origin of the sound could not be traced.

In a moment’s time, a dark, cloaked figure emerged in the distance and glided gently towards Ling Xian, finally landing in front of him.

The man was roughly 40 years of age. He wore a black cloak covered in intricate patterns of birds and paradise. He was evidently a man of great importance.

"Ha ha, Mayor of Sunset City, if I hadn’t pulled out the Imperial Shield, perhaps you’d sit back and watch me die." The middle-aged man let out an angry grin. He lifted the shield into the air and announced, "Mayor of Sunset City, kneel to the Imperial Order!"

"Correction, that’s not the Imperial Order, it’s the Prince’s Order," Mayor of Sunset City responded without kneeling. Instead, he dipped his upper body in a gentle bow as a sign of respect.