The Almighty Dragon General

A flippant male voice suddenly echoed in the void, tinged with mockery. Within the Haurvatat Formation, a massive, colorful carriage, supported by four stunning ladies dressed in white robes, swiftly approached. Ribbons fluttered around the carriage, and inside sat a handsome young gentleman, elegantly fanning himself.
At the sight, Lord Zenda's brows almost knitted together in a knot. Meanwhile, James could not help but scoff, “What a show-off, this so-called Emperor of the Yatagan Sword."
“Not as dashing as you," murmured Lesia. "His carriage is quite interesting. Do you want me to snatch it for you to ride?"
James chuckled softly and responded via transmission, "I won't stoop to such foolishness."
At this moment, Lord Zenda fixed a cold gaze on the man in the carriage and spoke sharply, "Neville Haurva, surrender the Yin governor. Perhaps we can avoid a battle."

Neville's eyes immediately sparkled with interest. "What did you say? The Yin governor, one of the three most beautiful women in the myriad realms, even more stunning than you?"
This left Lord Zenda speechless.
"Where is she? Who has seen the Yin governor?" Neville raised his voice. "Has she come to Haurvatat Temple?"
At his words, the four ladies supporting the carriage all bowed their heads, clearly filled with fear, not daring to even breathe.
Lord Zenda grew impatient and stated firmly, "Neville Haurva, I have no time for idle talk. Let your sister come out."
Neville waved the folding fan in his hand and suddenly burst into laughter filled with arrogance, mockery, and disdain.
Lord Zenda was furious. She immediately summoned a Guqin with a wave of her hand. As delicate fingers swept across the strings, countless purple notes surged towards Neville. Facing this scene, Neville chuckled mockingly and waved to his fan. The fan unleashed a beam of purple light that clashed with the notes and erupted into a thunderous roar. Lord Zenda was astonished, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Meanwhile, Neville laughed. "Zenda, you're getting impatient. Originally, I wanted to cherish and protect you, perhaps even make you my partner, but it seems you're too eager. Well, I'll just have to subdue you first."
With these words, Neville waved his other hand, and the giant purple sword suspended in the void shot toward Lord Zenda at lightning speed.

rushed to stand in front of Lord Zenda