"Esteemed seniors, now that the invitations have been delivered, this humble official will take his leave! No need to see us off! Truly, no need!"
The Yun Clan elders stood behind the realm gate, watching helplessly as the newly appointed Minister of Rites darted back into the Great Zhou delegation, robes fluttering and movements nimble. He even remembered to drag General Shang, who looked utterly done with life, away with him.
The great teleportation formation opened with a hum. Spiritual light flashed, and the entire delegation fled a thousand miles away in an instant.
The Great Zhou delegation had come in haste and left in haste.
For a moment, even the wind before the gate fell still.
Fourth Elder Yun Zhenye narrowed his eyes and was the first to sneer. "He ran fast enough. At least he knows his place."
"Leaving already? Won't you exchange a few more words with this old man?" Yun Yuan called leisurely in the direction Ji Chen had fled.
Far away, Ji Chen's heart tightened at those words. He immediately cupped his hands and bowed his head, his deference leaving not a single crack to exploit. "I wouldn't dare. Now that the state letter and invitations have been delivered, this humble official will trouble your clan's peace no further."
"The Yun Clan and Great Zhou have long shared a friendship that a single conversation could hardly encompass. When you esteemed seniors come to the Divine Capital for the ceremony, allow this junior to fulfill his duties as host and attend to you with the utmost care."
While Ji Chen continued deflecting with smooth words, he urged the still-dazed General Shang beside him to hurry away. He truly did not want to stay a moment longer.
"The little brat certainly knows how to run." Yun Yuan