Xue Ye: You Are My Real Dad

"Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire, together with the civil and military officials of the Heaven Dou Empire, pays his respects to Your Holiness the Pope!"

Dressed in a dragon robe yet already gray-haired, Xue Ye slowly dropped to one knee.

The civil and military officials behind him, including the two princes, also knelt on one knee. Their voices surged like a tide, erupting into earth-shaking cries.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

The instant Xue Ye's knee touched the ground, he clearly felt the shocked gazes behind him.

Xue Ye could fully imagine how those nobles would discuss him behind his back, but he no longer had the leisure to care about his dignity.

He knew all too well just how brutal Qian Cheng's methods were.

His old bones did not matter much, but the foundations of the Heaven Dou Empire absolutely could not be destroyed by a moment of rashness.

Endure!

He had to endure!

This shocking scene instantly left the residents on both sides of the street dumbfounded, as though they had been frozen in that moment.

"Am I blind? His Majesty Xue Ye, the ruler of an empire, actually knelt in public?"

"You're not blind. I saw it too. That really is His Majesty Xue Ye!"

"Not just His Majesty Xue Ye. There's also Grand General Ge Long and Prime Minister Qin Hui!"

"That's not all. The First Prince and Second Prince are here too."

"What exactly happened? Who is the person inside?"

"Are you deaf? They shouted it so loudly just now. The one inside is the Pope of Spirit Hall!"

"That blood-soaked fiend who massacres cities and destroys nations at the slightest disagreement?"

"Shh, keep your voice down!"

At the same time, Qian Cheng