There was a breath stuck in his chest, and the flames of anger were burning.
It was just like the conversation between Xiao ran and Shen Yiming in the Imperial prison last night.
Their path to advancement had been completely sealed off, and the anger that erupted was something that even they themselves could not imagine.
Early in the morning.
These people gathered on the Vermilion Bird Avenue.
At noon, the Vermilion Bird Avenue was full of scholars. It was so crowded that one could not see the end of it.
There were simply too many people.
They all rushed to the South Gate.
The dragon's blood Warriors wielded their swords and stood guard outside the palace gates. A general with a cold expression berated,""Those who cross the line will be killed without mercy!"
An Imperial Army soldier drew a white line a hundred Zhang from the South Gate.
On the other side were the Imperial Army and the Dragonblood Warriors, who were glaring like tigers.