Yang Ge had never been the greatest in the world. But later, everyone in the realm of martial artists said he was the greatest in the world… PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals, and reconciliation. PS2: The second place in the world is also good PS3: People strive for fame and fortune, struggling for a lifetime, and finally realize that it's just a bubble
That evening.
Large numbers of Eastern Factory guards, armed with swords, surrounded the main entrance of the Right Bureau, intending to rush inside.
Hundreds of strongmen from the Right Bureau, upon hearing the commotion, surged out, brandishing their swords to block these Eastern Factory guards.
The two groups, separated by the steps, hurled insults at each other, with the sound of unsheathing swords rising and falling, the situation on the verge of exploding!
"Rebellion has reached the heavens!"
A sharp and hoarse voice, like that of a rooster being strangled, rang out as Huang Jin, wearing a bright red robe with four-clawed python patterns and cloaked in a satin ebony cape, galloped angrily towards them, bellowing, "Is this still a court office, or is it a place for the royal guards?"
Upon hearing his thunderous shout, the Eastern Factory guards, like bullied watchdogs finally finding their master, half-drew their swords and unanimously stepped forward.