At around 11 o'clock in the morning, the light multirole vehicle arrived at the royal palace.
Western Moon's Prime Minister Zhu and other important officials were waiting for him at the entrance.
As Mark slide down the window and looked outside, he saw the familiar face. He opened the door and stepped outside while telling the remaining people to stay inside.
"Greetings, Lord Lu." Zhu Jianhong gave a 90-degree bow alongside the other soldiers stationed there. Mark was never greeted with this much respect before. So, he was a little bit taken aback but controlled his calm expression and nodded, "Thank you for the hospitality, Mr. Zhu. Shall we go?"
As the soldiers moved aside, Mark got back into the vehicle and drove through the entrance, eventually reaching the impressive white marble building, shining brightly.
