"Your Majesty."
Wenren Zheng entered the study and saluted the Emperor.
"Greetings, Grand Marshal."
Li Fei rose and saluted Wenren Zheng.
This was his first time seeing the 'Military God' up close. He was tall, with deep-set features and brows sharp as blades.
Li Fei's appearance often gave people the impression that he wore an air of righteousness, looking like an upright man at first glance.
But compared with Wenren Zheng, Li Fei's 'righteous aura' seemed somewhat lacking.
Whoever saw Wenren Zheng for the first time would feel that he was absolutely a standard soldier:
Resolute! Righteous! Valiant!
Wenren Zheng stood there like a towering Sacred Mountain, reaching straight into the sky.
This 'Military God' was also regarded as the 'Wall of the Empire.' As long as he was not defeated, the Great Blue Dynasty would not be defeated!
"No need for formalities. Sit."
The Emperor's attitude toward Wenren Zheng was noticeably more casual.
Although the Emperor's Imperial Uncle, Qin Mingli, had once sought Wenren Zheng's guidance in martial arts and regarded him as a 'half-teacher,' Wenren Zheng was actually younger than Qin Mingli.
He was the same age as the Emperor. In his youth, he had been the Emperor's study companion, and the two had grown up together.
Though sitting on the Dragon Throne meant becoming a solitary figure, if one asked who held the most special place in the current Son of Heaven's heart, it would certainly be Wenren Zheng.
The Emperor regarded him as his most trusted confidant and also as half a friend.
"Wenren, I called you here because I want you to take a look at Li Fei."
The Emperor did not conceal anything. He spoke directly to Wenren Zheng, then gestured for Li Fei to explain his condition.
Thus, Li Fei repeated what he