Constitutional Monarchy

"Mr. Jos!?"

The airport official immediately fixed his gaze on Jos.

Of course, it was not because Jos possessed some domineering aura.

It was simply because his attire most closely matched Great Xia's customs, while everyone else bore, to varying degrees, the heavy imprint of the Lionheart Kingdom.

Kruger in particular was dressed head to toe in traditional Lionheart Kingdom attire.

In the Lionheart Kingdom, that was naturally a symbol of nobility, an enviable display of aristocratic heritage.

But once outside the Lionheart Kingdom's sphere of influence, it drew more curious looks than anything else.

From his clothes to his bearing, Jos looked more like a Great Xia native, if one overlooked his skin color.

Facing the large group of airport staff, Jos remained remarkably composed. In fluent Great Xia speech, he said, "I'm Jos. Did my senior send you to pick me up?"

Jos did not mention Claire's name, and the airport staff did not know who had given the order either. But his superior's instructions had made it clear that this was someone he could not afford to offend, even if he was a foreigner.

Before power, skin color clearly did not matter.

Why else was Princess Mary Dajia so at ease in Great Xia? Was it really because she was a foreign princess?

"Sir, I don't know which distinguished person issued the order. Our assignment is to take you to the hotel to rest."

"Thank you." Jos nodded in gratitude, looking more like an old aristocrat than Kruger did.

In truth, he had supporters within the delegation as well.

After all, he was a top student from Hadley University, an elite who had studied abroad in Great Xia, a public intellectual who frequently dominated newspaper pages.

Such identities easily attracted the admiration of some young people.

Whether