A week later...
"Prince Fang, we've brought Mr. Yun," a lower-stage middle aged man said to an upper-stage male youth with blue flowing long hair stopping a little down the middle of his back.
"Prince Fang, it's a pleasure to see you," Shung Yun said as he cupped his fists at the upper-stage male youth sitting in front of him.
"You're… younger than expected," Prince Fang paused in between his words as he saw Shung Yun's appearance.
"Appearances rarely matters in the cultivation world, Prince Fang," Shung Yun said as he stood in front of Prince Feng.
"Have a seat," Prince Fang said as he pointed at the seat at his left.
Sitting on the seat, Shung Yun had his two masked golems standing at the seat of his back.
"So, you said you wish to support me on my acquisition of the throne of Sung Kingdom, right?" Prince Fang asked Shung Yun.
