Li Qingxian looked toward Hou Duzhou. He was tall and broad, his clothes far plainer than expected—merely a simple suit of black fish-patterned leather armor.
He wore an abundance of jade ornaments.
Hairpin, necklace, bracelet, rings, belt, and more—he was adorned in jade from head to toe. The jade axe at his waist marked him as an Eastern Ding Kingdom noble.
Hou Duzhou's skin bore a faint bronze sheen. He was neither as burly as Sun Qingtian nor as somewhat delicate as Song Baige, but more evenly built.
"Greetings, Brother Ye." Hou Duzhou cupped his hands.
Li Qingxian smiled faintly. He had heard that voice before. When the Fate Arts Masters had used Fate Artifacts to contend for Fate Stars, the Eastern Ding Kingdom's crown prince had spoken in this very voice.
"The Eastern Ding Kingdom and my Qi Kingdom are joined by a strip of land and water. We are our own people, so you may choose five to enter together."
Li Qingxian's words gave some people pause. The Eastern Ding Kingdom and Heaven's Mandate Sect were like fire and water, yet Li Qingxian had openly invited them. It was truly thought-provoking.
Meng Huaichuan shot Hou Duzhou a half-smiling glance, but Hou Duzhou did not look at Meng Huaichuan.
The Dingnan Prince's line had guarded the south for many years, and the Southern Kingdoms were precisely whom they had targeted.
The Eastern Ding Kingdom was the foremost power among the Southern Kingdoms.
"Thank you, Brother Ye." Hou Duzhou selected several people and entered through the gate.
"Brother Ye, may I enter?" the Monument Inscriber asked. He stood beside Bone Filth Child.
"Why not wait until Mao or the crown prince returns?" Li Qingxian said.
The Monument Inscriber smiled faintly. "Make things convenient for others, and things will be convenient