Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 975 - 975 5 The Great Qin Emperor 2-in-1_3

Chapter 975: Chapter 5 The Great Qin Emperor [2-in-1]_3 Chapter 975: Chapter 5 The Great Qin Emperor [2-in-1]_3 “? ?”

Hearing this, Dong Tiesong was instantly confused. Was there even such a thing?

He quickly turned around to inform Dong Xiaoyan.

After listening, Dong Xiaoyan was also stunned.

Previously, they had come and gone to the Imperial Capital of Great Qin quite a few times, but the only person they had dealt with was Official Shi. They hardly had any interaction with anyone else, and the Qin Emperor himself had never shown his face, not to mention the Dark Division or Heavenly Clothes and the like had never appeared either…

How come this time, the Qin Emperor himself actually wished to come and attend in person?

What did this mean?

“To show formality, His Majesty has already ordered an urgent construction of a banquet pavilion ten miles long…”

Official Shi said with a smile, “May I ask the young palace mistress and Young Master Dong not to reject His Majesty’s kindness.”

The people from Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace finally understood.

Taking it at face value, the previous delays were actually for this reason.

The Emperor was coming to see them off.

Jiang Changhai split his mouth into a wide smile and said, “This is truly a face-giving gesture; the old Emperor is actually willing to meet with us, the great demon. When we get back, we must brag about it for three months.”

Dong Tiesong gave him a sidelong glance, “A horse unaware of its own face length, do you think His Majesty is coming for you? Please, look in the mirror. See for yourself, with that visage… let’s not even talk about the Emperor meeting to see you off, even if you were to become an official, with that appearance, you wouldn’t even qualify as a county official. You’re too ugly.”

Jiang Changhai flew into a rage, “So what if I’m ugly? I’ve roamed the world and lived a happy life!”

“Alright… you’re happy, go on and be happy…”

Dong Tiesong rolled his eyes.

On the other side, Feng Yin also understood and couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

He had always found Official Shi’s attitude a bit odd, speaking to him with an undertone of probing, but extremely careful, almost imperceptible…

Initially, it was just a suspicion, but now it seems… perhaps, he had guessed a little something… right?

Otherwise, the Qin Emperor wouldn’t have personally left the palace.

At this moment, Dong Xiaoyan’s mood was also tricky; she looked at Feng Yin, then at Dong Tiesong, and was silent for a long moment.

The two exchanged a look and then smiled bitterly at each other.

The other party was the sovereign of a nation, an Emperor who had already left the city in advance to prepare a banquet. Could they really not give him face?

If they just left, would they not concern themselves with the face of a sovereign?

In such a situation, it didn’t matter if it was Dong Xiaoyan here, or if Dong Canglan and his wife were present; they would have to give face!

There’s no way around it!

Moreover, not only did they have to give face, but they also had to do so formally, solemnly, and with utmost seriousness!

“Thank you for His Majesty’s kindness. Since this is the case, we will respectfully comply,” Dong Xiaoyan said, knowing that they were now unavoidably committed and there was no more room for maneuvering, and straightforwardly agreed.

Although Dong Tiesong was an elder of Cloud Palace and a close senior to Dong Xiaoyan, in terms of status within Cloud Palace, it was Dong Xiaoyan who was esteemed.

Therefore, accepting the other side’s request and even accepting the invitation to the banquet must be addressed by Dong Xiaoyan in person to be proper.

Only Jiang Changhai looked with a hint of contempt at the ‘Dong Pingchuan’ standing side by side with Dong Xiaoyan.

Then he rolled his eyes and diverted his gaze elsewhere.

The current master of Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace had two sons and one daughter, but the sole focus of cultivation was on Dong Xiaoyan alone.

And the chosen successor to the palace master was already designated to be this daughter, Dong Xiaoyan.

It was probably because of this that the rumors in the martial arts community claimed that Dong Xiaoyan of Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace was an only daughter.

That’s why Jiang Changhai looked down upon it: a man, yet letting a woman stand in front…

He’s just a towering figure without purpose.

Absolutely useless.

Hmph, pretty boy, I have no respect for you.

Couldn’t even compete with a woman… even more contemptible.

…

Outside the city.

The Imperial Guards tasked with security, ten thousand in number, had already set up the Eight Gates Lock Formation.

In all eight directions, the area was fortified and made impenetrable.

In the center, a slightly higher mound of earth flew the Golden Dragon Flag, billowing in the western wind, rustling soundly.

The surrounding guards, each full of vigor and strength, stood imposingly solid, revealing that each one had remarkable abilities, all of them palace experts.

The mound was already swept clean, exceptionally neat, with a yellow curtain and an ornate tent with a dragon-patterned top, setting aside a rather large area.

And nearby, the security was even stricter, evidently the main site for the event, the place of the banquet.

“The distinguished guests from Heavenly Sword Cloud Palace have arrived!”

Official Shi announced.

Whish.

With the arrival of Feng Yin’s entourage, a commanding officer waved his banner.

The surrounding soldiers silently parted, and with a swift and coordinated movement, they immediately cleared a wide path.

The soldiers lined up on each side, standing tall and solemn, simultaneously saluting in respect.

This was the highest protocol for welcoming guests; to entertain kings and nobles from other nations, the most they could expect was this kind of reception.

Official Shi even took the lead, and as he passed by, soldiers stood respectfully to salute.

Feng Yin couldn’t help but feel a surge of solemn respect in his heart amidst such a dignified atmosphere.

Only the sound of flags fluttering in the wind could be heard.

No other noise at all.

However, it was Dong Xiaoyan who appeared composed, walking forward with unwavering poise, demonstrating an air of measured grace, unflustered by honor or disgrace.

When the procession reached the front of the great tent, they saw that the Qin Emperor had already come out from inside, standing at the entrance. Although his face bore a benevolent smile, a kingly aura emanated from him, undeniably majestic and commanding respect.