Next day.
Inside the historiography hall.
Various historians were orderly organizing the scrolls at hand.
As the chief historian, Historian Wang sat in the top-most position, finishing the three thousand character text "Ode to the Princess" in his hand.
At that moment, a voice was heard at the doorway from a little eunuch: "Greetings to Marquis Wan."
Upon hearing this name, the historians were shocked.
Some dropped their pens, some accidentally ruined the paper in front of them, while others instinctively stood up, ready to welcome him.
Feng Fuce was dressed in a silver dragon robe and wore a golden red hair crown, appearing particularly imposing and forbidding.
He entered with eight Xiu Luo Envoys, each equipped with a long knife.
Historian Wang walked up to Feng Fuce, along with the other historians, to pay their respects.
"Greetings to the Marquis, may I ask what brings the Marquis to the hall?"
Feng Fuce said nothing.
