Besides Rong Yan and Su Yue, all the senior officials kneeled simultaneously, and solemnly shouted, "Long live, Long live, Many Long live." The foreign mages also kneeled down on one knee, paying half tribute. Only the Thousand Illusion Ice Cloud stood still, like an isolated and arrogant Ice Lotus Flower, still emitting that faint cold.
"How dare you, why does the foreigner not salute?"
The Thousand Illusion Ice Cloud calmly said, "I serve God, not humans." Her straightforward words had already revealed her position. Though the cool voice sounded pleasant, it made those beauty-lovers sweat coldly for her.
Prince Rong's gaze turned again to the Thousand Illusion Ice Cloud. This time, he slowly stood up. Emperor Hua Tian was not only a king but also his brother. He would not allow anyone to disrespect his brother.
Emperor Hua Tian said with a slight smile, "Old Rong, at your age, don't be so angry; sit down."