The Seventh Realm, the most mysterious plane of the seven floating worlds, was only accessible to a select few marquises at specific times to overhear some crucial decisions.
The incident at the Holy Academy last night had had an extremely detrimental impact and faced numerous queries from the duke seats, including a barrage of complaint letters.
"Duke Xinlei, please give us a reasonable explanation for last night's events," Duke Lei Shan began aggressively, throwing a stack of thick complaint letters on the round table.
Lei Shan leaned back in his chair, thumping his feet on the table twice, completely disregarding the decorum of the occasion.
Duke Xinlei glanced over, then averted her gaze.
