"Oh! Where is my heroic knight?"
The Old Emperor's holographic projection, accompanied by several floating projection orbs, floated through the bedroom of Yang Ming and Daphne, where maids and robotic guards bowed their heads or knelt on one knee.
The Old Emperor was obviously meticulously dressed today, wearing a purple robe with a deep blue lining, and a ceremonial hat adorned with golden patterns and several types of hazardous noble metals.
Yang Ming had already 'awakened' at this moment, lying in bed with a pale face.
"Your Majesty..."
He called out hoarsely, trying to struggle to sit up, but was figuratively 'held' down by the Old Emperor's projection.
The surrounding projection orbs began to take rapid captures.
"Hanton, no need to be formal."
The Old Emperor used his most gentle tone, speaking to Yang Ming:
