Chương 1302: A Dilapidated Mansion

The hall was completely silent.

The guards, civil and military officials, and Emperor Zai Hong were all stunned. They thought they were seeing things so they quickly rubbed their eyes before they looked again. However, they found that their eyes did not deceive them. The Divine Lord they respected was truly kneeling on the ground. For a moment, they did not know how to react.

Zhu Honggong's smile froze on his face as soon as he fell to his knees. He looked in the direction of the entrance.

'Hallucination? Auditory hallucination?'

Zhu Honggong ruthlessly pinched himself and determined he was indeed hallucinating. It must be due to the psychological trauma from the past. With this, he moved to stand. Alas, before he could rise to his feet, a deep and sonorous voice rang in his ears.

"Kneel."

Zhu Honggong's eyes widened, and he began to tremble. Then, he said loudly, "M-master… I'm just joking around! I promise to complete my mission!"