Outside Asahi Royal Palace, within a manor, a king descended in person. His overwhelmingly powerful aura twisted heaven and earth, shaking the entire royal city.
In the manor's rear courtyard, Ning Chen looked at King of Asahi above in the void, his expression darkening.
At his side, intense hatred erupted in Xia Zhi's eyes, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Ning Chen stepped half a pace forward, shielding her hateful gaze with his body.
"Father King." Xuyao recovered from his shock and bowed respectfully.
"Xuyao, this time, you have disappointed your father."
From the void, King of Asahi spoke calmly.
Xuyao remained silent, offering no defense.
"King of Asahi, I did not know you would honor this humble residence with your presence. Forgive this junior for failing to welcome you properly."
Ning Chen cupped his hands and bowed, speaking calmly.
"Mr. Ning, there is no need for such formality."
King of Asahi looked at the young man below. His scorching gaze seemed capable of piercing straight through a person, sending chills down one's spine.
Behind Ning Chen, Xia Zhi trembled even more violently. There was hatred, but even more than that, fear.
A king-level existence was an absolute powerhouse even within the entire Primeval Secret Realm. Other than a very few emperors, none could rival one.
"The lady behind Mr. Ning must be Miss Xia Zhi. Truly a favored daughter of heaven. Mr. Ning's eye is indeed extraordinary."
King of Asahi shifted his gaze to the woman behind the plainly dressed young man. His pressure became even greater than before, powerful and heavy, like a mountain crashing down, weighing more than ten thousand jun.
"King of Asahi flatters her. Xia Zhi, why do you not come forward and greet King of Asahi, Senior?"
Ning Chen turned back with a