"Oh? The ruler of Danliang Kingdom was so wise?" Xiao Hua was somewhat puzzled. From what Xiao Jian had said, this ruler of Danliang Kingdom had been a cruel, ungrateful, utterly contemptible man. Why was there such a vast difference from Xue Ping's account? "What... was this ruler called?"
"Hehe, speaking of my ruler's name, it actually has some connection to Senior Xiao," Xue Ping said with a smile. "My ruler's surname is Xiao, and his given name is Jun. He is a king of feeling and righteousness."
"Xiao Jun?" Xiao Hua frowned. Was this not the shameless man Xiao Jian had spoken of, the one who had seized his throne?
"Actually, my coming to Yaotai Mountain this time was also because I took the initiative to submit a memorial to the royal court, asking my ruler to send people here to recruit some Daoist sect cultivators..." Xue Ping continued. "Although our Danliang Kingdom had strong citizens, the country itself might not be wealthy. This junior felt that we urgently needed people of aspiration to assist my ruler in governing the nation and prevent other countries from harboring improper designs against Danliang Kingdom."
"Hehe, surely you were not bought off by the position of prefect's aide?" Xiao Hua said with a smile. "Do not forget that you are a Daoist sect cultivator, not a Buddhist child of the Buddha Kingdom."
"Senior is mistaken." Xue Ping answered with righteous conviction, "Of course this junior would not cast aside his principles merely for the post of prefect's aide. Even now, this junior still did not approve of the Buddhist sect in his heart. But that did not mean this junior could not recognize a Buddhist sect country, nor did it mean this junior could not recognize a ruler who established a nation