"Since the Saintess has said so, you should listen obediently. This is God's will," Zhe Lifenfang's father said.
"You two honored guests have come to our country. If there is anything you need help with, just say the word. And if there is anything inconvenient for you to mention, I will not press you for it," Zhe Lifenfang's father said with a smile.
"It is not anything major," Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "We only came to this place to handle a few minor matters."
"We can leave tomorrow," Uchiha Madara said.
"If it is only a small matter, then that is for the best. But if you run into any trouble, feel free to tell me," Zhe Lifenfang's father said.
"Since you have said so, we will not stand on ceremony," Uchiha Madara said.
Uchiha Madara had not expected Zhe Lifenfang's father to be so reasonable. Still, he felt that this had a great deal to do directly with Ci Enyiwu.
Ci Enyiwu's identity was exceedingly special. He had not expected her to receive such great respect even in a remote, impoverished place like this.
"Very well." Ci Enyiwu's father said with a smile, "I still have some official business to attend to, so I will not keep you two company any longer."
"Eat and drink to your heart's content. You are welcome to stay here for as long as you like," Zhe Lifenfang's father said.
Uchiha Madara and Ci Enyiwu rose to see Zhe Lifenfang's father off.
"I think you are much better than that fat man," Uchiha Madara said, looking at Zhe Lifenfang. "Rather than putting this country in that man's hands, I think it would be better placed in yours."
"You must not speak carelessly of such things," Zhe Lifenfang said, hurriedly stopping Uchiha Madara.