Elixir Formed

"Who is knocking on the door! ?"

A deep and authoritative voice came out from behind the doors. That was Feng Xiao's voice, stalwart and authoritative.

"Feng Xiao, open the door."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Murong Bo's similarly deep and majestic voice then sounded. His voice was tinged with imposing power, the tone naturally commanding the moment he spoke.

When he heard that voice coming in from outside, Feng Xiao who was seated steadily behind the doors on the inside with a large blade clasped in hand immediately had his brows furrowed together, the imposing expression on his face sinking slightly. He hesitated for a moment, and his stalwart voice sounded out, tinted with apology.

"My Ruler, please forgive your vassal for not being able to comply."