Miao Yi Niang looked at the man before her with annoyance, but she knew how important the Sect Conference was to Chu Mo. She didn't want to offend the messenger who came to deliver the invitation before the conference began. Enduring her displeasure, she spoke gently, "The King of Chu is very busy with many chores. He will attend the banquet tonight."
"A king from a small mundane world behaving so arrogantly? Truly an eye-opener," Zhou Jun held extreme displeasure in his heart. He rose from his seat and walked a few steps forward, standing less than ten feet away from Miao Yi Niang. Looking down at her coldly he said, "I'm not patient, call Chu Mo to see me within an incense stick worth of time. If not, he must bear the consequences!"
Miao Yi Niang remained seated, without any reaction but a faint smile. "Envoy, you must be tired from the journey. Please rest first, King Chu will definitely attend the evening banquet."
