Ning and Singeer looked in front of them and saw the black-robed man standing.

“You are?” Singeer asked.

“I’m a servant of the majesty. You can call me Yula,” the man said.

Ning checked the man’s information and saw that he was only in the 3rd Realm of Nascent Soul realm.

‘Even though the robe is black… it looks like he is not from the shadow guards,’ Ning thought.

“Please, follow me,” Yula said and took them through the streets.

Ning looked around at the bustling streets, every single house painted in golden color.

“Do people here dislike the other colors?” Ning asked.

“Oh no, mister Ning. These buildings are painted golden under the orders of his Majesty,” Yula said.

“I see…” Ning said as he continued looking through the streets.

“I see more cultivators than mortals. No wonder the city is so alive at nighttime as well,” Ning said.

Yula didn’t speak, while Singeer just smiled at Ning whole looked around.

They thought it was because Ning had never seen such cities before, while in reality, Ning was just comparing the cities in his mind to the many ones he had visited in the southern continent.

They walked until Yula stopped in front of a massive building that turned out to be a hotel.

“His majesty has made sure to book you a top room in the finest hotel in the Golden Room city,” Yula said before walking in to find the manager of the hotel.

“The Royal Abode… that feels like a name that should be illegal,” Ning said lightly.

“This hotel was built under the Emperor’s orders, so it is named like that,” Singeer explained.

Ning nodded in understanding and walked inside. Yula had already sorted out his keys, so they directly flew up the main stair hall.

When they reached the room, Yula handed them the key and said, “I will come to find you in a few hours for the ceremony. If you happen to leave the hotel before then, please tell the manager where you will go,” Yula said.

“Of course,” Ning said.

Yula bowed and was about to leave when a voice came from the side.

“Oh, is this the Hero?” a person said.

Yula turned to the side and immediately bowed, “Your highness, this is Ning Ruogong, the hero that will be awarded in the ceremony taking place this afternoon.”

Ning looked at the newcomer thinking it was the emperor from how Yula addressed him. But the person he saw was a younger man and had slightly different facial features than what Trebor and the other wore as their face.

“This is?” Ning asked.

“Prince Badel, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Singeer suddenly bowed.

Ning looked at the prince and nodded a little. “Nice to meet you, Prince Badel,” he said.

Badel’s facial expression changed for a split second before returning back to how it was.

However, that was enough for Ning to catch it. ‘Does he dislike being not respected like a prince?’ he wondered.

He quickly checked the prince’s information and found something interesting. ‘He’s already in the 6th realm? Then why is his aura at 2nd realm?’ Ning wondered.

“I heard you killed the bad guys all by yourself. How strong are you?” Badel asked.

“I’m… strong enough,” Ning said with a smile.

“Can you show me your real cultivation base? I’m curious,” Badel asked.

“What? No, this is my real cultivation base,” Ning said.

“Huh? Don’t lie. I already heard how strong that Gassain family’s son was. He was already in the Nascent soul realm nearly a century ago. You cannot beat him with this measly cultivation base,” Badel said.

“Prince Badel, believe it or not, teacher Ning here did in fact defeat the invaders,” Singeer said.

“If that is so, then where is the body,” Badel asked.

“I buried it,” Ning said.

“Buried? You can’t just bury that bastard. That was someone looking to destroy my family. We need to put him on a spike to show what happens to people that mess with the Wyan dynasty,” Badel shouted.

“Tell me, where is the body? I will send men to dig it up,” Badel said.

“It’s already decomposed. You won’t find a full-body,” Ning said.

“Huh?” Badel said. “Why do I feel like you’re lying to me?”

“What need to I have to lie to you?” Ning asked. He was starting to get irked talking to this prince.

“Then just tell me where the body is,” Badel asked.

“Man, just leave it. He’s dead; your dynasty is safe. There’s no need to spread hatred any further,” Ning said.

“What? Speak respectfully. I am the crown prince of the empire. Adress me with the respect I deserve,” Badel said.

Ning scoffed. “You want respect? Here you go,” he said and turned around before pushing Singeer into the room and closing the door.

Badel stood there in silence for a moment. “Did he just…” he was in disbelief that someone could be so disrespectful.

“That bastard, I will kill him,” he started shouting.

“Prince Badel! He is the emperor’s guest. Please think twice before saying such things,” Yula said.

Badel suddenly stopped talking. He feared the emperor a great lot after the Emperor had learned something about him.

“I… I will leave now. I will be there in the ceremony later,” he said and left.

Ning walked inside with Singeer and looked around the magnificent room with multiple rooms inside of there.

“The Emperor didn’t cut costs when making this hotel, did he?” Ning said.

“Teacher Ning, what you did out there…. You shouldn’t have done that,” Singeer said, a little scared.

“The prince? Don’t worry about him. If he’s simple-minded enough to send assassins after me for just a simple disrespect, then you should be more worried about where the empire would be headed once he takes the throne,” Ning said.

“I… I guess you are right,” Singeer said as he thought for a bit.

“Alright, I will go into my room and cultivate a bit. I spent a little too much Qi when flying all the way here,” Ning said and walked to his room.