"Marquis, someone from the palace has come to invite you to an audience with His Majesty!" Lu Shou said softly outside the door.
"I know, prepare my regular attire!" Yang Zhenshan folded the letter and said in a deep voice, "Clean up here afterward!"
"Yes!"
Lu Shou responded and quickly got Yang Zhenshan changed into his regular clothes.
Dressed in his regular attire, Yang Zhenshan arrived at the Imperial City, his anger still not dissipated, his body exuding a thick aura of killing intent.
Upon entering the Imperial City, the personal army soldiers guarding the city gate were so startled that they hesitated to let him inside.
Of course, the soldiers and the personal army did not actually stop Yang Zhenshan from entering.
When he reached the front of the Taiji Palace, Chen Zhongshu just happened to see him coming, "Marquis, please try to restrain some of the killing aura. We do not want to disturb His Majesty!"
