The Empress has arrived?
In front of the Martial Arts Hall, both sides ready for confrontation simultaneously paused. Without needing Zhao Douan's command, Tang Jinzhong and a group of tributors swiftly sheathed their drawn swords, lowered their heads, and stepped forward to greet the arrival.
With his strength already circulating through his limbs and body, ready to break through the door, Chai Keqiao's expression halted as he forcibly calmed his energy and blood, and put away his axe — he did not have the courage to strike before a "Fake Celestial".
"We (humble subjects)... respectfully welcome Your Majesty!"
Then, under the watchful eyes of Zhao Douan and others, the Emperor's carriage traveling along the long street slowly came to a stop. The luxurious imperial palanquin accompanied by lantern-holding female officials lifted its silk curtain of bright yellow hue, revealing the imposing and dignified face of Xu Zhenguan.
