"Greetings, envoy!"
The kings of Yan, Zhao, and Han, although sovereigns of their nations, understood the significance of Tang Yi holding the Ascension Token and his formidable strength; they naturally knew their places and paid their respects with clasped fists, displaying immense reverence.
After all, what did it matter to be a king? Among the four nations of Mingwu, Wei Country was the strongest, yet offending this young envoy could lead to the annihilation of a nation overnight.
Thus, the other three kings certainly understood the importance of the moment, especially the King of Zhao, who felt particularly uneasy, as his son, Zhao Ruyi, had previously attempted to test Tang Yi. The king feared this might displease Tang Yi, so he quickly stepped forward.
"My son previously offended the envoy, please forgive us!"
The King of Zhao, who now seemed less like a ruler and more like a criminal awaiting his sentence, looked anxiously at Tang Yi.
