In the top-floor conference hall of Ming Court, Li Tianwen entered with his saber, finding only two generals present.
He sat down in front of his own pillar, and from the darkness at the top of the pillar behind him, a pair of golden eyes lit up.
The Golden Pond Flood Dragon poked its head out and let out a low cry as a greeting to Li Tianwen.
The twelve National Pillar Creatures held distinguished statuses and unless they had to carry out missions or guard the frontiers, they would stay put in Ming Court.
"Hey, Old Li!"
A familiar loud voice rang out, and without turning his head, Li Tianwen knew who was calling him.
Soon after, the burly figure of Qin Zhenbei walked over, his military uniform stretched tight over his frame, making him look like a ruffian.
His eyes, round as copper bells, swept around until they brightened upon seeing the combat saber in front of Li Tianwen.
