Xiao Yi couldn't help but narrow his eyes, revealing a playful look, "You, want me to kneel before you?"
Zhang Baisheng also snorted coldly, his face showing displeasure.
Even though he had more faith in Yan Ning's medical skills, Xiao Yi after all was the esteemed Martial King of the Nation. Not even required to kneel before the current King, how could he kneel to a mere third-rank medical officer?
Zhang Baisheng rebuked, "Yan Ning, this is nonsense. Apologize to His Highness the Martial King right now!"
Hou Sailei and a group of military officers were also constantly giving Yan Ning meaningful glances.
This was the Martial King of the Nation.
A noble royal title, holding the most rising prestige among the young generation of the Tianqing Kingdom, he was the future pillar of the state.
For a mere medical officer to contend with him, wasn't it like an old immortal eating arsenic seeking death?
However...
