Cursecraft

The thirteen swift ships sailed on, escorted by Xu Zhiyuan's fleet, with nothing obstructing their passage.

"We're still fifty nautical miles from Kyoto Port. Once we arrive, you will accompany me into the palace for an audience with His Majesty."

Xu Zhiyuan stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm.

So the emperor of the Zhao Kingdom really did send him!

Yang Ling suddenly felt a little nervous.

He had no idea what cultivation level the current emperor of the Zhao Kingdom had reached. Most likely, he was the kingdom's strongest Earthly Immortal.

Before someone that powerful, every word Yang Ling spoke would have to be the truth. He would not be able to conceal a thing.

"Lord Xu, does His Majesty already know of our accomplishments?"

Yang Ling probed cautiously.

"What could happen within the Zhao Kingdom's borders without His Majesty knowing?"

Xu Zhiyuan answered with a question.

Since when had Blackfish Island become part of the Zhao Kingdom too?

Yang Ling grumbled inwardly, but said respectfully,

"You are absolutely right, Lord Xu."

After a pause, he added, "Once I accompany you into the palace, is there anything I should be mindful of?"

"There's no need to be nervous. You come from the Iron Garment Division, have rendered outstanding military service to the Zhao Kingdom, and even advanced to Fourth Grade on Fire Jiao Island.

"Even Jiang Zhuo was no match for you, and you managed to take Jiang Li's head.

"Talent like yours is exceedingly rare. Once His Majesty confirms that your background is clean, all you need to do is wait for your reward."

Xu Zhiyuan said calmly, "Some details of your background didn't quite add up before. Your visit to the palace this time is to resolve that matter."

*My background? There's no way