"Greetings, Minister Zhu!"
Almost all the officials knelt down in unison.
This moment should be Zhu Hong's peak. Even when the Zhu family was in power, they didn't have such a big ceremony.
However, now that Zhu hongxue's blood soul Army had defeated Shen lang, the Zhu family would be able to do whatever they wanted in the future. If the king of Yue, ning Shao, was disobedient, the Zhu family could even depose him. After this battle, Zhu Hong would be the ruler of Yue country.
Especially ning Yi, who knelt down in an especially straightforward manner. He even looked at Zhu Hong with wide eyes, eager to get the attention of this " grandfather " again.
If it was in the past, Zhu Hong would also revel in this moment, but now, there was only endless bitterness. Everyone's respect and flattery were like whips on his body, like thorns on his back. However, the act had to continue to satisfy a certain bastard's bad taste.
