Bang!
An azure porcelain teacup worth a hundred gold was fiercely smashed to the ground, instantly shattering into pieces that scattered in all directions.
"Useless, all completely useless!"
A roar of anger erupted in the front hall of the Nanshao Prefect Mansion, frightening the kneeling personal soldiers into trembling violently.
The lord of Nanshao, Prefect Ruan Zhaoming's face was as red as a cooked shrimp.
It was an utterly humiliating disgrace!
He had sent out five hundred personal soldiers to surround the Guarding Heavenly Master's residence, yet as soon as the other showed his face, these elite troops, upon whom he had placed great expectations, panicked and scattered, turning into a huge joke for all the townspeople to witness.
All the meticulous preparations beforehand had been in vain.