Li Chen could naturally tell that the seat beside the Dragon Throne was the one the King of Hundred Brahma had prepared for him.
For an ordinary merchant, sitting there would have been an immense honor. But given his status, how could he settle for that?
None of you exposed my identity, and I couldn't be bothered to say much. It's your own fault for finding out.
Cold sweat poured down the King of Hundred Brahma's forehead. "Your Majesty should naturally take the seat of honor."
As he spoke, he actually used the sleeve of his Imperial Robe to wipe the seat for Li Chen, just like a waiter.
An Imperial Robe used to wipe a chair-now that was a marvel unheard of through the ages.
Beside them, Zhu Zhuying could not help laughing.
Even she could see that this king of a small kingdom had intended to surprise Li Chen, only to end up getting a fright himself.
The King of Hundred Brahma had spent all that time talking about his wealth, connections, and strength. He had clearly wanted to show off to Li Chen.
To be honest, an ordinary king really could not match the King of Hundred Brahma.
As the ruler of what had once been a small kingdom that could fall at any moment, he did have grounds for arrogance, having brought his country this far.
But the King of Hundred Brahma had picked the wrong person to show off to.
Li Chen outclassed him in every ability. He really was not in Li Chen's league.
Li Chen had offered him three judgments: "Decent," "Not bad," and "Acceptable."
They sounded dismissive, but once the King of Hundred Brahma learned that Li Chen was the Emperor of Heavenly Strategy,
those three judgments became the highest praise, the