Houjin Royal Court.
Ever since the Pingyang Guard marched northward, various Houjin tribes had either received orders or spontaneously brought their armies to defend the Royal Court. Now, a multitude of armies had gathered around the outskirts of the Houjin Royal Court, and the atmosphere had unconsciously become tense.
Not a single Houjin person believed that the Ghost Swordsman could breach the Houjin Royal Court since this was the only unified dynasty on the great plains to this day, and the one sitting in the Royal Court was none other than Zongzheng Huachun, the Holy Master of the Great Snow Mountain.
At this moment, inside a luxurious courtyard in the Royal Court, Jie Se and Jie Lu sat upright in the Dining Hall, with an air of solemnity.
Several beautiful maids were serving delicious dishes, placing them in front of them one by one.
"Stop!"
Jie Se sternly asked, "Who exactly are you? What is your purpose for bringing us here?"