The golden pillars of the Red Silk Immortal Palace trembled slightly as a loud BOOM echoed within the royal throne room.
A heavy jade wine cup lay shattered across the marble floor, the crimson wine splattered like blood.
Emperor Kai sat on his grand throne, his expression stormy. His aura raged like a thunderstorm, and the court officials standing before him all lowered their heads in fear.
At the center of the hall, a kneeling soldier, battered and bruised, trembled under the Emperor’s gaze.
“Kent King dared to do what?!” Emperor Kai’s voice thundered, sending shockwaves through the room.
The wounded captain swallowed hard and bowed even lower.
“Y-Your Majesty… when we arrived at the King Family estate to retrieve the sword, Kent King refused.”
“And?”
“He… He attacked us.”
Gasps filled the throne room.
The Emperor’s hands tightened on the armrests of his throne, his knuckles turning white.
“Attacked royal guards? That fool… does he think himself above my authority?”
The captain continued, his voice shaking.
“He also sent a message, Your Majesty. He said—”
The entire room fell silent, waiting for his next words.
“If the Emperor wants the sword, let him come take it himself. Otherwise, no filthy hands shall touch it.”
The moment those words left his lips, the temperature in the hall dropped.
Everyone froze, fearing what would come next.
Emperor Kai’s face darkened, his mana surged, sending a blast of energy through the air.
Several officials staggered back, nearly falling to the ground.
The Emperor stood up, his regal robe billowing with mana pressure.
“Summon my generals! I will have that insolent brat dragged here on his knees!”
Immediately, a messenger rushed out, his footsteps echoing through the vast halls.
Moments later, the Royal Army General, Duan Xian, entered the throne room, his silver-plated armor glinting under the golden chandeliers.
The veteran warrior bowed deeply.
“Your Majesty, you have summoned me?”
“Duan Xian, mobilize the elite troops,” Emperor Kai commanded, his voice cold as steel. “March to the King Family estate. Drag Kent King here in chains if you must. I want him kneeling before me by nightfall.”
Duan Xian’s eyes widened slightly, but he swiftly saluted.
“By your command, Your Majesty.”
Just as the general turned to leave, a soft yet commanding voice interrupted.
“Wait.”
The room turned toward the new speaker—Princess Chi Kai.
The beautiful princess stepped forward, her expression unreadable as she addressed her father.
“Father, if I may, let me handle this matter personally.”
The court officials exchanged surprised glances.
Even Emperor Kai raised an eyebrow.
“You?” he asked, intrigued.
“Yes, Father,” Chi Kai continued. “The people of Red Silk City already despise Kent King for his past life as Kaban King. Instead of sending an army, allow me to personally lead the elite troops. I will bring him back, humbled and on his knees, before the entire city.”
Her words sparked whispers among the officials.
“The Princess handling this personally?”
“What is she planning?”
“This could be a humiliating defeat for Kent King if she succeeds.”
The Emperor leaned forward, studying his daughter’s expression.
Then, he let out a low chuckle.
“Interesting. You wish to make him kneel before the people? Public humiliation rather than brute force?”
Chi Kai bowed her head slightly.
“Exactly, Father. It will remind everyone that no matter how powerful Kent King thinks he is, he is still beneath the authority of the Emperor.”
Emperor Kai smirked, his anger cooling into amusement.
“Very well. You will lead the soldiers at dawn. Do not fail me.”
Chi Kai smiled confidently.
“I won’t.”
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Next day morning…
At first light, the streets of Red Silk City were abuzz with excitement.
Hundreds of elite royal soldiers clad in glorious golden armor gathered in the main square. Spearmen, swordmasters, and wizard-class warriors stood in perfect formation.
The people of the city, curious about the commotion, began gathering along the roadsides.
“What’s happening? Why is the army moving?”
“Did a war break out?”
“No, they’re going to the King Family estate! They’re going to capture Kent King!”
The moment they heard Kent King’s name, more citizens flooded the streets, eager to witness the drama.
At the front of the formation, Princess Chi Kai rode atop a majestic white spirit-horse, its mane flowing like silk.
She sat tall and regal, her golden embroidered robe shimmering in the morning sun.
Behind her, Duan Xian and several high-ranking officers rode alongside the main forces.
She raised her hand, signaling the start of the march.
“Move forward!”
The streets trembled under the marching footsteps of hundreds of soldiers as they proceeded toward the King Family estate.
People followed behind, eager to witness Kent King’s downfall.
“Heh, that bastard Kent King is finally going to pay for his arrogance.”
“I hope they beat him bloody in public.”
“Serves him right! A man like him should never have been allowed to reincarnate!”
The sheer size of the army and the growing civilian crowd turned the procession into a grand spectacle.
Even people from the outskirts of the city started joining in, creating an unstoppable wave moving toward the King Family’s gates.
Chi Kai, still leading, smirked to herself.
“Kent King… let’s see how long your pride lasts.”
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Meanwhile, inside the King Family estate, Kent King sat in his courtyard, casually sipping tea.
He had already sensed the massive surge of mana approaching.
His lips curled into a smirk.
“So, they’re finally getting here. Took them long enough.”
At that moment, Daku King rushed into the courtyard, his face filled with concern.
“Kent! The Emperor has sent an entire force! Princess Chi Kai is leading them!”
Kent remained calm.
“Oh? So, the Emperor sent his little princess instead of coming himself? How disappointing.”
“This is serious!” Daku pressed. “The entire city is marching with them. If you resist, you will be making an enemy of the whole Red Silk Kingdom.”
Kent stood up, stretching his arms lazily.
“Then I suppose it’s time for some morning entertainment. Let’s go welcome our ‘guests.'”
As he walked toward the main gates, a cold breeze swirled around him.
His golden eyes gleamed with unshaken confidence.
He had no intention of kneeling before anyone.
And if the Princess thought she could humiliate him, she was in for a very rude awakening.
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To Be Continued… Thank You