Peerless Taoist

Song Xuanwu didn't dare to stay here for a long time because he knew that the guards were everywhere in Xianyang City. They would find him soon.    

"Let's go! Run to the Imperial Academy!"    

Song Xuan-Wu forced the driver to speed up. The horses were running fast, and the entire Xianyang City was in chaos.    

The carriage soon arrived at the Imperial Academy. The majestic Imperial Academy was like a giant in Xianyang City, and no one could enter it.    

This was the highest university in Great Qin. Even though Song Xuanwu was the second young master of the Song Clan, he had to get off the carriage and send someone to inform Song Qilin.    

However, it would take time to inform Song Qilin. Song Qilin was a senior disciple of the Imperial College. It wouldn't be easy for him to meet Song Xuanwu.    

"Where is Master Song going?"    

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Song Xuanwu's ears.    

Song Xuan-Wu was shocked. He turned around and saw a group of Imperial Dragon Guards in flying fish clothes and carrying swords on their waists surrounding him. They were full of killing intent.    

Over a hundred royal guards surrounded Song Xuanwu's carriage. When this scene appeared outside the gate of the Imperial Academy, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. Many people took a detour as they were afraid that they would be affected.    

"Who told you to catch me? Do you know who I am?" Song Xuan-Wu angrily shouted.    

His eyes were full of dignity. He was used to living a comfortable life. He wouldn't even fear the famous Imperial Dragon Guards.    

"I don't care who you are. Song Xuanwu, come with us."    

The Imperial Dragon Guard waved his hand and the Imperial Dragon Guards surrounded Song Xuanwu and suppressed him.    

Song Xuan-Wu struggled and was full of anger, "It's just a misunderstanding. I injured two of your men. I'll explain it myself."    

"Explain my ass! Take him away!"    

The hundred men didn't even bother to explain to Song Xuanwu. They just ordered the Imperial Dragon Guards to take Song Xuanwu away.    

Song Xuanwu was extremely angry. He was the young master of the Song Family. How could he be treated like this?    

"Just you wait! I will remember you!" Song Xuanwu gritted his teeth and shouted at the man.    

"- Pah! Pah! -"    

Bai Hu didn't give in to him. He raised his hand and slapped Song Xuan-Wu twice. Song Xuan-Wu felt dizzy and his ears were ringing. He couldn't help bleeding from the corner of his mouth.    

"Stop pretending. Your Song Clan is going to die. You are nothing. You think you are still the young master you used to be!" Bai Hu showed no mercy.    

"Impossible! This is impossible! You are using your power to take revenge!" Song Xuan-Wu was furious. He glared at the people around him.    

[Our Song Clan is a newly promoted Wealthy Class in Xianyang. How could it be finished?]    

[These royal guards must be trying to take revenge on him, so they pretended to be the king's order to arrest him.]    

"Heh, heh. You are finished. When my father comes back, you will all be finished." Song Xuan-Wu sneered and stared at the people around him with vicious eyes.    

Bai Hu was tired of listening. He waved his hand and said, "Seal his mouth."