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Holy City, within the City Lord's Mansion.
The four city lords had gathered early, and Yang Guang welcomed them with a smiling face, warmly ushering the party from Fire Qilin Cave into the great hall. His demeanor suggested that he was completely unaware of the incident that had just occurred at the city gates.
Everyone was well aware of the situation at the city gates. Although the frontier was not a monolith, with ceaseless overt and covert struggles, if outsiders interfered with the intent to flex their muscles, they would surely unite against them.
This was an understanding shared equally by the four city lords and everyone in the Holy City.
They welcomed reinforcements with open arms, but if anyone came to throw their weight around and strut about, they would eliminate them, no exceptions, Fire Qilin Cave included.
Elder Wang, with a stern face, led his party at a measured pace into the hall, the four grand palanquins carried in just as unhurriedly.