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The atmosphere in the grand hall instantly grew heavy and awkward.

Old Witch Canggu, Oksana, Katrian, Yelena, and the others standing in attendance, along with the representatives of the various tribes, all looked at Vladimir with clear displeasure and condemnation.

Their meaning could not have been clearer: How could you be so ignorant of protocol? You stood before the supreme Witch Ancestor, yet you refused to kneel and pay homage? You even dared address him as "Your Excellency"?

Vladimir naturally sensed the silent pressure and the change in the atmosphere. His face burned as though someone had punched him.

Rage surged within him. Bastards! I am a Saint of the Imperial Clan! I do not have to kneel even before His Majesty Ivan. You have only just become the Witch Ancestor. What gives you the right to make me kneel?

We are both in the saint realm. Treating you as an equal already gives you face!

Yet when he thought of Emperor Ivan's desperate predicament and his repeated instructions to "treat him courteously and be sure to bring him back," Vladimir's chest heaved several times. In the end, he forcibly swallowed his anger.

His facial muscles twitched. With extreme reluctance, he slowly lowered himself onto one knee, bowed his head, and squeezed a few words through his teeth. "Vladimir pays his respects to the Witch Ancestor."

Only when this Saint of the Imperial Clan, whose eyes had always been set above his head, finally bowed did the oppressive atmosphere in the grand hall ease a little.

Only then did Li Chen give a soft, nasal "Mm," as though bestowing alms, acknowledging his homage. Then, sparing his words as though they were gold, he asked, "What business?"

What business?!

Vladimir nearly leaped up in fury at those words! *I waited here