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Seeing Li Chen, Romanov could not help recalling his meeting with the Previous Emperor of Heavenly Strategy years ago.

That emperor had struck him as steady as a mountain and unfathomably deep. His words and bearing carried the seasoned grace of an elder powerhouse who concealed his brilliance and bided his time. He always left room to maneuver, prioritizing the balance of the greater picture.

When speaking with that emperor, Romanov had felt that every sentence carried an unspoken meaning that required careful consideration.

The Previous Emperor had been young then, and Romanov could still count himself as his elder. The emperor had treated him quite courteously.

But the Li Chen before him was entirely different. He was a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, an eagle soaring through the highest heavens, his edge fully exposed and his commanding presence undeniable!

The unconcealed sharpness in his eyes and his confidence in controlling everything seemed to tell everyone: My will is the will of Heavenly Strategy; my rules are the rules of the world!

No wonder he has made Heavenly Strategy's national strength rise by the day and its military might shine so brilliantly in so little time.

Romanov inwardly drew a sharp breath. The trace of resentment he had harbored over being kept waiting, along with his sense of superiority as an elder, involuntarily dissipated by more than half in the face of Li Chen's unfathomable authority.

In their place came an unprecedented gravity.

He offered the formal salute of an equal and spoke in a steady voice. "Romanov of the Great Luo Dynasty greets Your Majesty, Emperor of Heavenly Strategy."

At that moment, he truly placed Li Chen on an equal footing with himself-or even in a position demanding greater caution.

Seated high on the Dragon Throne, Li Chen