The people from the Ancestral Land felt indignant as they had never suffered such humiliation. Their hearts were filled with rage. If not for the fear of offending Jiang Chen, they would've lost their temper long ago.
Even so, their faces remained stoic, their expressions turning uglier by the minute, evident of the rage they were forcefully suppressing.
Xia Zicheng, on the other hand, kept his composure. As a prince, his wisdom and intellect were not second-rate, so he immediately understood they were unjustly caught in this predicament.
"Your Highness, what's going on, should we continue waiting?" whispered the envoy who was with Xia Zicheng.
Xia Zicheng shook his head and answered in a low voice, "Can't you see? The king is dissatisfied with the people from the Ancestral Land and is intentionally making them wait under the guise of seclusion."
"As for us, we were just unlucky to arrive when they did, and so we have to endure the same treatment."
