The city at night was brightly lit and full of people on the streets. Tonight, the butler of the Feng Clan’s manor and the little princess sat in a carriage, but neither of their faces looked good.

Throughout the entire journey, Butler Hong was nervous. Even as a Dragon Pulse Realm expert, he couldn’t maintain his composure. He would occasionally try to persuade the princess of the Feng Clan to think about things. Although she was annoyed, there was nothing she could do.

An incense’s time later, the carriage stopped before a pavilion. Butler Hong sent away the servants before he carefully led the princess into the pavilion. In an elegant room in the pavilion, was a massive table with a lady in white...