Chuanbei Prefecture.
The grand and imposing gates stood open, with two rows of soldiers holding long spears, standing straight and tall. At the forefront was an elderly man, his face aged, standing quietly in place.
In the distance, on the broad official road outside the city gates, hundreds of armored figures rode in on horseback, akin to dense, dark clouds, their hooves striking the ground like thunder.
The residents of Chuanbei Prefecture were accustomed to grand spectacles, but rarely had they witnessed such a large-scale operation by the Dragon Gate.
"Tomorrow is the inauguration of the new Sect Leader of the Dragon Gate. What do you think those from the Dragon Gate are up to?"
Those who had already arrived to watch the ceremony had gathered at the city gate, observing carefully.
Looking at the elderly man waiting at the forefront, someone sighed with emotion.
