Tianque City.
Inside the Council Hall.
Looking at Jiang Ning, who had just appeared, Zhenbei King's gaze was exceptionally grave.
The Jiang Ning before him was even younger than he had imagined.
Such an appearance did not match, in his mind, the many things he had once heard.
"Prince of Luoshui... Jiang Ning?" Zhenbei King Xu Zhen slowly spoke, his voice low.
Jiang Ning nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Xu Zhen before falling on King Beicang.
He could see the tension on both of them.
Immediately, he smiled faintly. "You two need not be nervous. I have come by The Emperor's command to relieve Tianque City from its plight."
"It really is you!" King Beicang looked at Jiang Ning, his gaze somewhat complicated.
Jiang Ning nodded.
Just then, Zhenbei King said, "Does Your Excellency have anything that can prove it?"
As soon as the words fell, he showed an apologetic look and said, "Please forgive me. I need to confirm Your Excellency's identity before I can fully cooperate with you."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning looked at Zhenbei King with some surprise.
Then he nodded slightly.
The next moment, he raised his hand and beckoned. A flash of light passed through his palm, and the Imperial Edict Ji Minghao had just written appeared in his hand.
"This is the Imperial Edict The Emperor wrote just now," Jiang Ning said.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and tossed the rolled-up Imperial Edict in his hand toward Zhenbei King.
Seeing this, Zhenbei King raised his hand and caught it.
Then he unfurled the Imperial Edict, his gaze quickly sweeping over the handwriting upon it.
As his gaze moved, his expression gradually changed from solemn to shocked.
Every word and sentence written on the Imperial Edict fell into his eyes.
He saw