Outside Yangxin Palace, Xie Xun led the Forbidden Army, the Kyoto Capital Guard, and the Jinyi Guard into a standoff. The Jinyi Guard, overwhelmed with fear and uncertainty, hadn't expected the Forbidden Army to turn against them. This Imperial City, where they had once run rampant, was now beyond their control—now seized by Xie Xun, the Forbidden Army, and the Kyoto Capital Guard.
Inside Yangxin Palace was their master. But after tonight, who would truly rule over this Imperial City?
Xie Xun rested his hand on his longsword, his gaze sharp and piercing as he surveyed the weary and fearful Jinyi Guards. Within any group, there were the good and the bad, the schemers and the sincere. The Jinyi Guard was the Emperor's blade—a blade that could kill but also save. The blade was never guilty; the wielder of the blade bore that responsibility.
