Hailbo can suffer humiliation!
But an envoy of Yatun, cannot!
"I invoke the name of another sovereign in my capacity as a ruler of a nation," Hailbo bellowed, "Is there a problem with that?!!"
"..."
For a moment, the demons were silent, unsure how to respond.
Status, was like a chasm.
Any one of them could easily crush Hailbo, but the youngster represented the King of Yatun, an envoy of a king.
To touch him, was to touch Bailuo.
He could curse you, but you could not curse him.
At least not today, you couldn't!
"Everyone back off, and give me the royal letter."
"Your Majesty?"
"Give it to me first, Tushan."
Atop the throne, the King of Aolai rested his chin on his hand, then took the royal letter that Lady Tushan reverently presented.
But the King of Aolai didn't just read it; he tossed it up and down in his hands, as if it were a toy.
"Snap!"
