"Mr. Liu, those fighting Cultivators are so brazen! When are we going to take them down!" a young Guard who had been on the job for less than half a month said indignantly, listening to the fierce sounds of battle from the distant docks.
The middle-aged Guard, who was due to retire next year, said to the young man beside him, "The captain has already reported this. A Commander Level lord will be here soon to stop those guys. All we have to do now is wait patiently."
Just as the old and young Guards were chatting, Liu Yuancheng, who had just flown from his home, spotted an unusual fiery light on the distant horizon.
"Liu Yuancheng."
Hearing someone call his name, Liu Yuancheng stopped in mid-air and turned to look behind him.
A man in white robes flew to Liu Yuancheng's side. He was about the same age and 1.75 meters tall, with a touch of gray at his temples.
