"Haha!"
"King Wu Cheng, it has been a while since you last visited Your Lonely Majesty. Good, good, good, you must not return today, you must stay and drink with Your Lonely Majesty until we're both thoroughly inebriated!"
"Sit!"
"Sit!"
"Please take a seat quickly!"
Clad in a black Dragon Robe, with a full face of whiskers, Emperor Xing sat at the head of the room, laughing boisterously and warmly inviting.
The clever eunuch by his side understood the cue and moved a chair over, his face full of admiration.
The honor of taking a seat in front of the Emperor was one that, in the entirety of Great Shang, only Master Wen Zhong, Prime Minister Shang Rong, and King Wu Cheng Huang Feihu could enjoy.
However, contrary to everyone's expectations, King Wu Cheng Huang Feihu did not take his seat as usual, but instead bowed respectfully.
"Your Majesty!"
"This old servant has not come here to seek wine, but to ask for something!"
