After a while, the palace gates opened, and Ding Fan, accompanied by Crimson Flame, Ye Li, and Zhong Zhiyong, strode out. Madam Yan and Herr Qianjun looked at each other and smiled slightly; it had been so long since they last met, yet Ding Fan was still the same Ding Fan, loyal and righteous.
"Miss Rufeng, Lord Qianjun, Madam Yan, are you all well!"
Ding Fan walked over with a smile, but did not salute them. His act of coming out to greet the Herr Family was already a gesture of respect, and it no longer meant he needed to be as deferential as before. The status of both parties had changed; Ding Fan was clearly aiming to become the Great Emperor of the Northern Wastelands, so how could he still bow to others?
Madam Yan and Herr Qianjun smiled bitterly in their hearts, then bowed and greeted Ding Fan, saying, "We pay our respects to Young Master Ding."
