Ms. Doctor Divine



The events of the previous night in the court had reached the knowledge of the people from Piaomiao Pavilion. They were well aware of the outcome as soon as it was announced.

However…

The members of Piaomiao Pavilion chose not to venture out the previous night. They had no interest in entangling themselves in the turmoil of the Saint Divine Land.

The King held no significance for them, and thus, they had no intention of exerting any efforts to aid him.

Instead, they decided to devise a new strategy, anticipating the ascension of the new King to the throne.

Even for the new King, Piaomiao Pavilion held significant importance. Therefore, there was no need for them to harbor any concerns.

Upon hearing that the new King's emissaries had arrived, Qianji couldn't help but smile with self-satisfaction. "You see? The new King is sending his representatives to negotiate with us!"

" "…"

"Indeed, it's good to see such sincerity. Let's go out and pay our respects," Qianji responded, giving the impression of a broad-minded attitude.

Wuxing and Zhao Dier also stepped forward together.

In the hall, Fu Bao and his men stood in the center. As Piaomiao Pavilion's representatives appeared before them, Fu Bao greeted them briefly, following the mannerisms commonly used in the Saint Divine Land to address individuals of equal social status.

The exchange of greetings was conducted in this manner because they were not native to the Saint Divine Land, and Fu Bao, despite his role as a guard, held a prominent position within the Shadow Door. Therefore, there was no need to extend overly formal courtesies.

Qianji's brow furrowed as he observed the curt greetings from the men of the new King.

Having spent a considerable amount of time in the court of the Saint Divine Land, he had picked up some knowledge about the proper manners and etiquette employed there, albeit limited. This made him quite dissatisfied with the lackluster greetings he received.

In response, he assumed a sour tone and took a seat before addressing them discontentedly, "So, you are here on behalf of the new King, aren't you? Just come out with it then, state your purpose."

Qianji's disappointment grew deeper as he listened to Fu Bao's words. He had expected a more sincere and respectful approach from the new King's men, but their demeanor left him dissatisfied. As a result, he was no longer inclined to make any concessions or agreements easily.

Fixing his gaze on Fu Bao, who was seen as the representative figure of Piaomiao Pavilion, Qianji wasn't pleased. Fu Bao replied"Oh, is that so? Lord Huai insists that ambassadors from Piaomiao Pavilion should stay at the hostel during their visits to the Saint Divine Land, following proper protocol. Very well, then. We will make the necessary arrangements and accompany you there."

His tone matched the expression on his face, reflecting his disappointment and reluctance.

Qianji's astonishment quickly turned into anger as he processed Fu Bao's words.

Hearing what was said, he could not help but feel startled.

To move to the hostels? They were driven out of the palace?

How dare they!

Piaomiao Pavilion were always respected wherever they went, and now, they were driven out of the palace?

To hostels?

"Get your new King here, I need to speak with him," Qianji snapped, his anger fueling his words. "If he insists that we should move to the hostels, we will do so. But let it be known that this decision will not be forgotten or forgiven!"

Fu Bao, sensing the intensity of Qianji's anger, exchanged a quick glance with the hidden guard, signaling him to relay the message to the new King.

Remaining on guard, Fu Bao maintained his position, ready to respond to any further developments or requests.