Today was the Flower Competition. Beauty’s Smile was preparing jade flower pots while the slaves and maids were prepping the stage. None expected for something like this to happen.

The gate of the pavilion had nine Grand Profound Formation, capable of stopping an all-out attack from a Giant. Alas, they have crumbled right now, broken by the war banner.

A crack starting at the entrance led all the way inside. The upper echelon was alarmed since this development was too much.

“The Martial Army is inside!”

“Feng Feiyun is attacking!”

“Didn’t the Grand Chancellor say that this was impossible? What the hell is going on?!”

Feiyun was in full armor with a great saber resting on his shoulder: “From today on, Beauty’s Smile Pavilion will disappear from the capital!”

“How impudent! If anyone...