บท 157: Rising Undercurrent the first part

Rising Undercurrent

The old martial king moved like the wind in his excitement, he quickly appeared in front of the Shadow emperor as for the others, they stood behind not daring to appear before the other party.

"My liege" bowing down on all fours like a dog the old martial king immediately he was a few feet away from her, he gave his greetings, and his voice was quivering none stop that one could tell how nervous he was. he didn't dare appear arrogant in front of this woman despite her charming yet fragile voice, her background was one that no one in this entire desolate land could hope to match!