The Divine King Mansion wasn’t as bustling and extravagant like the Grand Chancellor’s. It carried a solemn and dignified aura instead, a grand temperament in general.

There were very few palace maids chatting and talking along the way; their refreshing sight was instead replaced by soldiers in black scaled-armor with a spear as their weapon of choice. They were on patrol while riding bulls. Each of them was elite; ferocious and brave.

“Rumble.” Four gluttonous half-dragons were pulling an imperial carriage with eight compartments.

These beasts were seven-hundred-year old with the power to resist mountains. The imperial dragon carriage itself was luxurious to the extreme; this was a spirit treasure of the royal clan.

One would immediately know who was sitting inside after seeing it, Princess Luofu.

In the back was another imperial carriage three or four times smaller than the princess’ ride....