When Qingxuzi stepped into Harmony Hall, a large group of imperial guards and the Police Pool of Blood were rushing out of the collapsed Gate, driving away the spectators outside the Imperial City.
Regardless of whether they were court officials or Jianghu Martial Artists, they were all driven away.
The crowd of spectators dared not linger, and in a moment scattered like birds and beasts.
These imperial guards were extremely overbearing; if the Jianghu Martial Artists lingered for even a moment, a rain of arrows would shower over them.
If court officials looked a bit longer into the palace gates, there would be someone wielding the Court Stick or Iron Whip, mercilessly swinging to drive them away.
The court and the emperor had no way to deal with the Formless Divine Sect and Li Changsheng, but they were utterly unkind to everyone else.
"What are you looking at? All idle people, get out!"
