"You jest, Crown Prince."
"I am but an ordinary eunuch."
Su Chen smiled faintly and pushed the teacup back toward him.
"The Crown Prince offers you tea. How dare you not drink it?"
General Lei stood a full ten feet tall, his face hidden behind the mask of a ferocious ghost. Looking every bit the fierce god, he opened his mouth, and his voice boomed like a thunderclap.
He even reached for his saber.
However, Su Chen merely lifted his gaze and shot him a single glance. The First Grade expert, a man on the verge of reaching the Peak, felt as if a mountain was crushing down on him, forcing him uncontrollably to his knees.
"Forgive him."
"There was an issue when he used an Immortal Technique to accelerate his Mortal Cultivation. He lost his seven souls and was left somewhat witless. I hope Lord Xu can forgive him."
As he spoke, Crown Prince Jie poured a second cup of tea for Su Chen. Along with the cup, he also pushed over a bright yellow scroll.
It was a Late Emperor's Decree.
