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Zrin Kingdom's royal city.
In the palace used for discussions.
"Is everything arranged?"
Er Pingzhi, adorned in formal sovereign robes and wearing a royal crown, sat imposingly on the dragon throne, his gaze icily surveying the bowing ministers below him.
A man wearing orange official robes stepped out of the line, respectfully saying, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Heaven Worship Ritual is ready. We only await your royal carriage to personally proceed."
"Good, set out immediately!"
Er Pingzhi stood up.
Below, Er Pingyong, the charioteer king, hung his head, a deep sense of pride and excitement flashing within his narrow eyes, his fists clenched tightly within his sleeves.
The courtiers present either sighed in secret, smirked coldly in their hearts, or felt a desolate helplessness, but they all uniformly cried out in obedience.
