The sound of Su Qing's voice, and the fact that he was speaking the local language of the White Jade Race, caused the nearby White Jade People to let out a collective sigh of relief.
They hadn't expected someone from the powers on the Flying Ship to be fluent in their language. It was a rare occurrence.
Su Qing strolled around for a bit with Round Plate.
A White Jade Person adorned with a jade-like leaf appeared before Su Qing.
He pressed his hands together—they seemed to merge into a single piece of white jade—and bowed deeply to Su Qing.
"Emissary from the Flying Ship, it has been a long time since you've graced the White Jade Race with your presence."
"Welcome."
'This member of the White Jade Race, with his leaf adornment... he must be the Monarch.'
The Liuyu Continent was far too ancient and decrepit.
Moreover, its upper echelons were steeped in ignorance. The Flying Ship had already visited the Liuyu Continent five times.
