Yangzhou.
Danyang County, Panlong Palace.
At this moment, the young Emperor of Han, Liu Bian, sat solemnly on the dragon throne, facing the civil and military officials below the grand hall. His youthful face, though delicate, bore the weight of leadership, but traces of uncertainty occasionally flickered in his eyes.
“If there are matters to report, speak up. If not, court is dismissed!”
A eunuch holding a dust whisk announced, his voice echoing through the hall as the ministers exchanged cautious glances. The grandeur of the palace only added to the tension in the air.
Clang!
Long Chen, standing at the forefront of the military officials, stepped forward. His silver qilin armor emitted a dazzling light, catching everyone's eyes. Combined with Long Chen's heroic and extraordinary appearance, he was truly captivating. His presence alone was enough to command the attention of all who were present.