"Daqian Emperor's Decree—"
In the grand hall, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites took out the bright yellow imperial decree from his sleeve, its robe corner still stained with the dust of a thousand miles. Unfurling the decree in his hand, his voice naturally rose, mighty and composed, as a majestic aura unfurled throughout the hall.
As he read the opening lines, he paused, for the words he spoke should be as if His Majesty were personally present. Yet, it was not as he anticipated—there was no sound of kneeling, prompting him to narrow his gaze in concern.
Standing before him was Patrol Angel Chen Xuntian, a powerful Martial Saint, whose strained relationship with the court was no secret. He could understand why Chen Yuan didn't kneel, as the Emperor issued this decree to ease their strained relations.
