"I enjoy the king's wealth and share the king's worries," Zhang Ronghua said humbly.
He closed the door.
"Follow me." Wei Shang called out.
He stopped at the back.
Zhang Ronghua looked at Emperor Xia's figure. Although it was very straight, he did not know if it was an illusion, but it seemed to have bent a little. It seemed that the things that had happened one after another had dealt a huge blow to him. He bowed and said," Greetings, Your Majesty!"
The Xia Emperor did not turn around. He continued to stare at the lake, as if something was attracting him. His calm voice rang out." Is he dead?"
"Dead!" Zhang Ronghua took out the Peerless Sword and handed it over.
Wei Shang took it and handed it to His Majesty.
He looked at the sword in his hand.
