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"… The regular Xuanji gate pass is way too low level!" Meng Fuyao smiled.

A gust of wind blew by, and the cover of the gold invitation tablet flipped open, revealing its contents; handwritten by Xuanji's leader and stamped with the imperial jade seal.

The gate guard let out a startled "Ah," his mouth gaping wide open.

Meng Fuyao glanced into his open mouth briefly and said, "You seem to have inflammation of the tonsils, perhaps you have tonsilitis? I recommend gargling your mouth with a mixture of honeysuckle and seawater."

The guard immediately shut his mouth, letting out another cry as he bit his tongue.

The entire room was still in shock, but the prince regained his composure the fastest. He scanned Meng Fuyao's invite quickly and immediately stepped up and said, "My officers are ignorant and disrespected King Meng, I hope that King Meng does not deem it as intentional."