"My Lord."
A man walked into the room and kneeled.
In front of him, sat a man wearing a long white colored robe, and a white colored Kaffiyeh on his head (imagine a better-quality, white-colored sheikh clothes.)
"Report."
The man spoke with a solemn expression on his face.
"The Delegates from the Skyfall Kingdom are here."
Hearing that, the man's smile brightened in joy.
"Don't let them wait, call them in. Quick."
He ordered.
It was clear that he was quite desperate to meet these delegates.
And why wouldn't he be?
The Solid Earth Kingdom has been raiding their towns without stopping.
They have already lost 2 King Stage Cultivators and the number of lower-level soldiers who have died couldn't even be counted.
They were completely helpless against the enemy.
He conversed with his Grandfather, the Protector of the Kingdom, however, due to that annoying treaty, he couldn't move in either.
The enemy seemed unstoppable and continued to kill their soldiers.
