Passing through the palace gates, Chen Xiaofei and Xia Yun finally realized just how vast the Imperial City truly was.
Palaces that stretched on endlessly, luxurious corridors, lush and verdant greenery...
Whatever one could possibly imagine in terms of architecture, it could all be found right here.
The imperial palace was, after all, built by gathering the finest craftsmanship under heaven.
Though scattered guards raised their weapons, aiming them at the two uninvited guests marching forward, not a single one of them dared to step forward and stop them.
"The rain seems to be getting heavier again." Chen Xiaofei looked up at the sky, raindrops slantwise pelting his face. He turned to Xia Yun and said, "Xia Yun, make sure you don't catch a cold."
"I'm immune to all illnesses," Xia Yun replied with a smile.
Her gaze, however, had landed on the large open space before the palace courtyard ahead, where several men had silently and weightlessly descended out of nowhere.
Chapter 160