Clad in dragon robes, Qi Yuan walked with a dragon's swagger and a tiger's stride, exuding a majestic presence.
His hair and beard were black, his skin red and full, and from a distance, he appeared like a blazing flame, brimming with vitality, qi, and spirit.
But upon closer inspection, one could detect a touch of age in his dignified eyes.
"Your Majesty, we pay our respects!"
The four Divine Grade Soldier Commanders present all bowed their noble heads.
Qi Yuan was the emperor of Rakshasa Country, the sun to its people.
He was also currently the strongest Divine Grade Soldier Commander in Rakshasa Country.
"Rise," Qi Yuan said, waving his sleeve, and his bearing was that of a sovereign.
He spent years in seclusion, cultivating, and paying no mind to governance.
Yet the power remained firmly in his grasp.
