Chương 327: Do You Really Think That I’m Made Of Mud?

Seeing that the court official beside him didn't make any sound after a long while, Xia Bailong softly grunted, causing the other party to quiver.

"Your Majesty, I seek your forgiveness. It is really difficult to identify the words from this handwriting." That eunuch immediately fell to his knees.

"Get up. It's commendable that a bunch of barbarians can even write." Xia Bailong laughed. It was as if a switch had been turned on, and all the court officials began to burst into loud laughter that was full of contempt.

"His Majesty is right, it's already commendable that a bunch of barbarians can write. We shall not expect too much from them," one of the court officials agreed with Xia Bailong.

Xia Bailong nodded his head in satisfaction.

"Erm, Your Majesty, your servant's vision is blurry and can't make out the words written on this letter." that eunuch cautiously and solemnly said after reading through the letter.