A Feast at Hongmen

Benjamin's expression did not change much. He swept his gaze over the officials around him, thought for a moment, and said, "It would naturally be best if Your Excellency understands. I wonder if you could help persuade your colleagues?"

Although this senior adviser appeared to be speaking up for him, Benjamin could actually sense the division of labor between the good cop and the bad cop. These people were echoing one another, as though they wanted to work together to push him out.

So instead, he tossed the question back at the other man.

Spencer smiled. "That is what I have been striving to do all along."

"Then Your Excellency must be very supportive of our plan to establish a branch academy in Caritas, right?" Benjamin smiled as well. "We're really only here to do business and collect some tuition fees. There's no need to make such a huge fuss. If Your Excellency nods in approval and His Majesty has no objections, then we'll get started."

"Th-this..."

Thus, even this senior adviser was forced into showing a somewhat awkward expression.

"Enough, let us leave it at that for today." The king shook his head and finally spoke. "Envoy, you have traveled a thousand miles to Glory. It is only proper that we welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey. Tonight, we will hold a banquet in the royal palace, and all the ministers will attend. I fear only in the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere of a banquet will these old fossils be willing to listen to some of what you have to say."

Benjamin frowned at this. However, as if he had thought of something, he ultimately did not object.

"I greatly look forward to Your Majesty's kind gesture."

Afterward, he turned and left. The senior adviser