Among the kneeling elves were even Daisy and Asani, which made Zhao Fu frown. "Zhao Fu did not like his subjects kneeling to anyone other than himself."
At the same time, Zhao Fu found it somewhat strange. Elves were well known for being a proud race and generally would not kneel to anyone. Yet now, every one of them wore expressions of respect and knelt devoutly on the ground—right in front of Zhao Fu—which stirred a trace of displeasure within him.
"Daisy!" Zhao Fu called coldly.
Hearing this, Daisy immediately came to her senses and understood the meaning of her actions. Her face instantly turned pale as she turned and fell to her knees before Zhao Fu. "Your Highness! Please forgive me."
Seeing Daisy's frightened appearance, Zhao Fu softened his tone and asked, "What is going on?"
Hearing that Zhao Fu no longer sounded as cold as before, Daisy breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "Your Highness! That ancient tree is the Elven Ancient Tree worshipped by us elves, also called the World Tree. And that young girl possesses the bloodline of our elven royal family. Instinctively, we were called by both bloodline and faith."
After hearing Daisy's explanation, the trace of dissatisfaction in Zhao Fu's heart vanished. "Get up! Your body has only just fused with the bloodline, so you are somewhat weak. Go rest."
Hearing Zhao Fu's concerned words, Daisy felt reassured and a little warmth rose in her heart. She stood up from the ground, then had the other elves rise as well.
Zhao Fu turned his gaze toward Serya, who floated in midair. "Her body also possesses the bloodline of the elven royal family? That means she is descended from a king. It was said before that a king's bloodline would be inherited. Serya should