"Brother, did you meet the Emperor?" Xiao Qi eagerly asked the question everyone was most curious about.
"I did." Wu Lang replied unhurriedly.
Lady Zhang chanted Amitabha, and Lian Shouxin excitedly stood up and bowed toward the direction of the Capital City.
"What does the Emperor look like? What did he say to you?" Lady Zhang asked anxiously.
In this era, the Emperor was almost mythologized. Ordinary people even believed the Emperor was a god-like figure with three heads and six arms. Even if he weren't, his appearance couldn't be like that of ordinary people; he must have some distinct features.
Lian Manman covered her mouth and giggled; Wu Lang also had a cheerful smile on his face. It was pure joy, a kind amusement, not mocking Lady Zhang.
Wu Lang understood Lady Zhang and Lian Shouxin's feelings well, so he carefully described the situation of being summoned by the Emperor in the Capital City.
