"You can't get inside without my help!" She didn't want to give up. The reason why she still bothered them was because she hated Harper, who had just got that man's favor, but yet despised it.

The three of them stopped, and Lucas touched his nose. "It seems that only the guard can open the pavilion's gate, and others won't be able to do it."

Harper waved her hand slightly. At once, the guard got dropped from the wall and went down on her knees. But she didn't dare to attack them again. Instead, she stood up, calmed down, and led the way.

"Things wouldn't have turned this ugly if you had behaved more maturely. You should have offered them due respect. It's not a big deal that they want to enter the pavilion. Everyone knows that it is Uncle Matthew who really guards our country.

e powerful! Since you know you are not the rival of the couple, you humbled yourself and let them in. And knowing that I dare not do anything to you, you decided to shut me out. Aren't you afraid that I will burn you down?" With arms akimbo, Lucas pointed at the gate and cursed.

"This is made of meteoric iron. It isn't afraid of fire. It's rare to see an emperor like you," the guard said, snorting.

"It appears you are the first guard to have been shut out. We're the same." With his arms folded across his chest, Lucas put his face in front of the guard who raised her hand to punch him. "Beat me! Just beat me once! I warn you! I may not be a good emperor, but I have my uncle to back me up. If he gets out in a while and knows about you hurting me, do you know the consequences?"