Idly Pushing The Door Below The Moon And An Explosive Entrance

The walls of the Royal Palace were thicker than the skin on the Jingdou nobilities' faces. Horses could ride across, and objects could be stored below. Even the Imperial Army's meeting rooms were placed among the giant green stones. In the darkness, it emanated a solemnness. There were only a few flickering lights illuminating everyone's faces and eyes, startling them away.

The Imperial Army generals and officers were exhausted. Ever since the three riders arrived in the capital and reported on the incident at Dong Mountain, a storm arrived in Jingdou. The Royal Palace they were responsible for guarding had become the center of the storm that all factions kept a close eye on. For many days in a row, no leading officer could leave the Royal Palace. Even when they were off duty, no one returned to their manors to rest.