Arriving at the Emperor's Birthday - 5!

"Wait!... Isn't that old man an emperor realm cultivator?"

A cultivator from the middle tier seat, stood up and yelled in surprise, pointing at the unknown old man, walking without any pride in him.

"Really? Then why is he walking like that?"

The crowd couldn't help but wonder at his defeated walk and crouched posture.

"Huh? Why does he have so many cultivators following him?" The princess also wondered in a low voice, rubbing her chin in thought: "He shouldn't even have a need for cultivators since he can't even participate in the fight for succession."

"What does he want to accomplish?" She couldn't wrap her mind around his intentions.

I could understand her worries.

This was her big day where she would be making her debut in the fight for the throne.

If the Ninth prince was going to pull some stunt, that would ruin her debut.