Thinking back carefully, every time he had come to Cloud Kingdom before, it seemed he had always done so furtively.
At first, he had worried that Zhuang Gaoxian would discover he had another younger sister, one hidden away in High Heaven Pavilion. Later, he had worried about a certain old man who had no martial virtue, often bullied the small with the big, and liked to dress in white to play at being young—worried that, while they were chatting, a flying kick might suddenly come from who knew where.
Meeting Ye Qingyu had always felt like a rendezvous between spies.
In this quiet place, this land of peace, he still had to be on tenterhooks. It was truly thrilling—ah, no, truly difficult!
An elder brother wanting to see his own younger sister, yet he had to ask permission first! Who could he reason with over that?
Cloud Kingdom's hegemony was outrageous.
Fortunately, from this day onward, he could put both his "heart" and "gall" securely back where they belonged and never mention them again.
The one paying respects at the mountain today—
True Lord Jiang Wang!
He had already reached such an exalted status that even in a Hegemon State, he could meet its ruler without bowing.
In little Cloud Kingdom, naturally, he could swagger about openly.
As for the little High Heaven Pavilion Master, naturally he could also...
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The repeated coughing silenced the noise in the square and cut off the whispered conversations carried by voice transmission.
Dressed in flowing white, handsome and extraordinary, Pavilion Master Ye approached at an unhurried pace with his hands behind his back, like a king inspecting his realm. His sword-like brows sharply arched with chill, cold light flowing through his starry eyes. Yet his lips bore a smile.
A polite