"W-what? Was there really an idiot in the small Tianxuan dynasty who dared to challenge Princess Wushuang? Big mouth li, come and tell me what's going on? I'll reward you with two first-grade pills!"
"Yes, yes! Quickly say Yingluo."
“……”
The pub suddenly became noisy. The wretched man called li dazui was soon served with wine, and then he began to speak vividly.
……
And at that moment.
In the middle of the South Vermilion Bird Avenue, the most bustling place in the imperial capital of earth, a group of brawny men in brocade clothes and black boots were beating up a few people.
"Quickly look! Aren't they the eighteen guards of the princess's Manor? It was said that they were all high-ranked mystical Kings, existences that could tear apart third-grade magical beasts with their bare hands! Who's so unlucky to have the princess's Manor send out the eighteen guards to beat people up?"