Chapter 42 Yu Sicheng_2

Li Zhao pursed his lips, as Di Jiu strode toward the front courtyard, and he quickly followed.

It was just a few steps, but as Di Jiu crossed the garden gate, his vision was instantly filled with the splendor of brocade canopies. Armor Warriors, their silver scales gleaming solemnly and majestically, were positioned at each entrance and exit. Servants and maids-in-waiting lined the steps, while six magnificent and dignified carriages were neatly parked in the courtyard, the horses' manes golden and their sharp eyes surrounded by delicate scales.

And inside the dim and towering main hall, someone sat indistinctly.

Di Jiu gathered his robe and ascended the steps. As he reached the first step, Li Zhao was already being stopped behind him.