"Then I'll trouble Mr. Xie!" Jiang Ning said.
"The Prince is too kind!" Xie Xun cupped his hands towards Jiang Ning.
At this moment, the carriage began moving again.
The wheels rumbled, pressing over the stone slabs of the Imperial Palace's ground.
...
Almost thirty minutes later.
The carriage slowly came to a halt.
Xie Xun and Zhou Wenyuan stepped out one after the other.
"Your Highness, please step out!" Zhou Wenyuan called from outside the carriage.
Jiang Ning also swept open the carriage curtain.
Ahead stood a towering structure.
The building was tower-shaped, with seven floors.
At the entrance, eight guards clad in full armor stood on each side, tall and burly, their gaze sharp, clearly true Martial Arts Strongmen.
At this moment, Xie Xun stepped forward and handed out a token to show to the guards.
After verification was passed, the guards stepped aside and opened up their formation at opposing angles.
