The Emperor's arrival was a little unexpected to Chu Mo, and in a way, it was also somewhat touching. More than that, it was admiration for the Emperor's mind games.
Does the Emperor truly like him that much? Chu Mo dared not to think so. He was aware of his own worth.
However, the fact that the Emperor repeatedly lowered his status to some extent, was also an accomplishment in itself!
Fang Dongming glanced at Chu Mo and sighed, "Even in this aspect, the monarch of Great Qi... does not match up to the Emperor of Great Xia!"
Chu Mo smiled and stepped out of the carriage, giving the approaching Emperor a slight bow, "I am a humble individual, not deserving of the Emperor's personal attention. This is too much for me, Your Majesty."
"You cheeky lad, if I hadn't come forward, I suspect you would have continued to hide yourself right?" The Emperor laughed heartily without any inhibition, moving forward to give Chu Mo a few pats on his shoulder.
