After the attendant answered and withdrew, Anthony let out a long breath.
Up in the loft, Chen Cheng heard someone report from below. After listening, he could not help smiling. Then he said:
"Pass the word along. Everyone traveling with us is to carry on as usual. Once we reach the Royal Capital, you must take good care of my King Father. Unless something important comes up, tell anyone who calls that he has fallen ill and cannot receive visitors.
"As for me, once I reach the Royal Capital, I'll have to seek out a prince of the Kingdom of Como and ask him to mediate for us."
Hearing Chen Cheng sigh inside the room, the people outside shook their heads sadly.
It was stiflingly unfair. The Hazy Kingdom had done nothing, yet with a sudden thud, a great, round black pot of blame had been dumped on their heads.
Now their King had to come here and grovel like a grandson to apologize, while their own Crown Prince had to humble himself and beg for help.
Over the next few days, Chen Cheng lived in luxury, with clothes placed in his hands and food brought to his mouth. To tell the truth, though he was supposedly an emperor of an Empire, he had never enjoyed himself like this for even a single day.
And this was merely the treatment afforded to the crown prince of a lower-to-mid-tier kingdom. Already, Chen Cheng found it immensely enjoyable.
Attempts to make trouble for them continued all along the way. But Chen Cheng had said to carry on as usual, and the Hazy Kingdom was still a kingdom, after all. Those who harassed them did not dare actually board the ship to search it, so the journey was fairly easy for him.
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