The envoy was quite polite to Ling Tianyu, which surprised everyone. It was unusually courteous, and his tone was very calm, showing no anger at all.
The envoy extended a personal invitation. Such a scenario was unprecedented.
"Then let's be on our way." Knowing the agreement, the envoy promptly departed.
Han Zhe and the others were utterly confused. It was truly unbelievable, a personal invitation with no sign of anger, and speaking politely. Who was this envoy and whom did they represent?
They all understood it clearly in their hearts.
Truly unexpected.
"We've underestimated the clout of the Emperor Lineage," the Madman laughed.
"Indeed," Han Zhe breathed out deeply, "Their influence is truly great. This envoy isn't showing the slightest annoyance. The two Emperors must be seething."
"Never mind, bleeding from rage is still possible, after all, it's come to this," Zhu Wushuang and his companion joked.
