Seeing that everyone had stood up, Luandi Lirong looked at Woyan Yongxiong, gritted her teeth, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you stand up yet? Because of you, our country has become a laughing stock!"
Woyan Yongxiong came to his senses and stood up. He looked at his trembling hands, which were covered in cold sweat, and the fear in his heart grew. Before he could control his emotions, Yi Zitao walked up to them.
Standing in front of them, he clasped his fists politely, "Greetings, Jiu Gongzhu and General Woyan. My name is Yi Zitao, and I am the Minister of Rites. I will handle everything for you while you stay in our Xia Empire."
Luandi Lirong looked at the middle-aged man in front of her and said, "I want to live in the most luxurious palace."
Faced with her arrogant words, Yi Zitao said calmly, "There are regulations for the envoy's accommodation place and treatment. We have prepared everything, and Jiu Gongzhu can just follow me."
