The ceremony was simple, and Ding Fan emphasized that it must be simple, otherwise he would be busy for an entire day.
In the square, Ding Fan wore a dragon robe and a crown, leading the ministers to pay homage to heaven, then they all knelt down and shouted 'Long live the king' three times.
Watching the people kneel, countless experts bending the knee, Ding Fan did not feel elated, but rather a bit sorrowful.
His eyes turned southward, a lonely expression on his face, how he wished Xia Mengqing could be here to witness this moment?
He and Xia Mengqing went from acquaintance to understanding, the two of them went through the great battle at Wu Family Fortress, Xia Mengqing even died once to save him, and until now, she has not been found.
At that time, even though Ding Fan was already the leader of the Skeleton Sect, he still had to look up to even an elder of the Wu Family Fortress, and he racked his brain just to fight against a vassal clan of the Zhong Family.
