Chapter 196: A Bureaucratic Trap
Meanwhile, deep within the most luxurious sector of the Inner Palace.
In an extravagant, heavily warded courtyard, the atmosphere was completely serene.
That is, until the gates were pushed open.
CRASH!
Three panic-stricken Astral Alliance enforcers stumbled into the courtyard, sweating profusely as they carried the unconscious, jaw-shattered body of their leader, Trold.
"Senior Braxton!" One of the enforcers screamed as they threw Trold's limp body onto the floor, "We... we were ambushed!"
Braxton had been lounging on a chair, lazily sipping spiritual wine.
The moment Braxton saw his men dragging Trold's crumpled body into his pristine courtyard, the relaxed smile on his face vanished instantly.
"What happened?" Braxton's voice was dangerously low.
The enforcers scrambled to their knees, their words tumbling over one another in a frantic rush to explain.
