Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
The atmosphere in Chaoge City grew increasingly lively and bustling.
The feudal lords of the eight hundred vassal states converged from all directions to pay their respects to the Human Emperor.
For a time, the city was filled with carriages and horses, while banners blotted out the sun.
The posthouses assigned to the various feudal lords had long since been packed to capacity. This was not merely a political audience—it was also a convergence of the wealth and power of the realm.
Beneath this prosperous facade, Fei Zhong and You Hun, that pair of partners,
had long since become like two sharks lurking in the shadows, waiting quietly for their prey to arrive after catching the scent of blood.
That day, the official in charge of receiving the feudal lords presented the roster.
Fei Zhong merely swept his eyes over it before precisely locking onto a name—Marquis of Ji Prefecture, Su Hu.
"He's here."
Fei Zhong tossed the roster onto the desk and said to You Hun beside him.
You Hun had been enjoying two maidservants pounding his legs with his eyes closed. At those words, he immediately opened them, his eyes flashing sharply.
"He's arrived?"
"He just entered the city. They've only just settled in at the posthouse."
Fei Zhong rose, straightened his court robes, and wore an utterly hypocritical smile.
"Let's go, Physician You."
"We should also go and extend our hospitality as hosts."
"Let's not let Marquis Su think the people of Chaoge don't understand etiquette."
The two men rode in a lavish carriage, surrounded by a large escort of servants and guards, and headed grandly toward the posthouse.
Inside the posthouse.
Su Hu was organizing the list of tribute goods required for the audience.
He