The next day, Mo Fei arrived at the Royal Palace.
Today was the day for the weekly quest assignment, and Mo Fei was quite looking forward to it.
Along the way, the guards of the palace saluted one after another, and Mo Fei nodded nonchalantly. In just a week's time, he had become accustomed to his identity as the Prince of Altland, and walking in this ancient palace, he even felt a sense of coming home.
In the face of the guards' salutes and the nobles' small talk, Mo Fei could completely keep his composure.
Passing through the corridors, when Mo Fei entered the conference room, it was already packed with people. Because there were too many attendees, there weren't enough chairs, so those who came late could only squeeze themselves into a spot with a stool, as dozens of people noisily chatted away, much like a marketplace—a familiar scene indeed.
