Under the attendant official's guidance, Song Changsheng had just stepped out of the royal palace when he saw a rust-covered war chariot, drawn by two four-clawed bronze flood dragon puppets, hurtling in from the horizon.
A valiant, extraordinary figure clad in Golden Battle Armor stood atop the chariot, moving through Gaoyang, the tightly stratified Imperial Capital, as though no one were there.
Needless to say, apart from the First Prince, perhaps no second person could be found.
At that moment, Zhao Yin also spotted Song Changsheng standing before the palace gates. He frowned slightly and said, "It's him."
He drove the chariot down before the gates and looked down from above. "Why are you here?"
"I have been here for several days, seeing two juniors off to enroll in the academy. I did not expect to be fortunate enough to receive His Majesty's summons."
"My royal father summoned you? In that case, come with me to see him." Zhao Yin stepped down from the chariot.
"I have already seen His Majesty. There is no need to trouble Your Highness."
Zhao Yin nodded indifferently, casually tossing the long spear in his hand into the arms of an Imperial Guard by the palace gates. He then strode toward the gates. Just before entering, he turned back to Song Changsheng. "Since you are here to see your juniors off to school, you should not be leaving before the assessment trial ends.
"If you have time in the future, you may come to my residence and gather."
With that, he entered the royal palace without looking back.
Song Changsheng frowned slightly. This trip to the royal palace had begun empty-handed and ended empty-handed. It appeared as though he had gained nothing, yet the Human King and the First Prince had successively extended olive branches