The King of Nanxuan Country, Xiao Heng!
The whole venue fell silent for a moment, countless people kneeling slowly with tears in their eyes.
"Thank the Goddess for the coronation."
"Welcome His Majesty to the throne!"
"Thank the Goddess for the coronation."
"Welcome His Majesty to the throne!"
Voices echoed, shaking the vault of heaven!
"Go receive the glory that belongs to you. Contact me when you're done. I and the others will be waiting for you," Ye Wu said softly.
Her figure vanished instantly from the spot.
Xiao Heng took a deep breath.
The responsibilities he must bear, he will not abandon.
For the people, for the master, he will do his best.
Xiao Heng waved his hand, and the Little Dragon quietly nestled into his embrace.
"Stand up," Xiao Heng's voice brooked no argument: "Now, enter the hall to discuss important matters."
The many mortals were momentarily stunned.
Isn't the ceremony just over, and they're already discussing important matters?
