Ahead stood a beast-hide tent three times larger than the others. Four guards holding iron spears stood at its entrance, and an enormous beast bone adorned its roof. It was clearly the King Kong King's residence.
The captain of the personal guard entered the tent, then emerged a moment later and gestured to Long Yue. "The king says you may enter."
Long Yue straightened his clothes and stepped into the great tent.
The light inside was rather dim. A bonfire burned in the center, its dancing flames illuminating the figure seated beside it.
The indigenous Soul Douluo, the King Kong King.
Long Yue noticed the white metal ring he was toying with.
The Diamond-Binding Bracelet!
"What does your Divine Realm tribe have to say?" The King Kong King was tall and powerfully built, his muscles knotted all over. A sharp gleam flashed through his eyes as Long Yue entered, and his voice rang out like a great bell.
"Please dismiss your attendants, Your Majesty."
Long Yue stood five meters from the King Kong King and bowed slightly, his tone neither servile nor overbearing.
"Hmph! You think we'll leave just because you say so?" The King Kong King did not need to speak. Someone naturally read his wishes and rebuked Long Yue for him.
In short, they intended to make Long Yue run into a velvet-covered nail and take the Divine Realm Empire people down a peg.
Long Yue straightened and looked the King Kong King in the eye. "Your Majesty commands hundreds of tribes. Pursued by the empire, you made a strategic withdrawal and preserved your fighting strength. You could be called a 'hero,' rather than a 'tribal chief.' Will you abandon the opportunity to speak with the empire as an equal?"
"Leave us." The King Kong King's orders were