Chapter 474: He couldn't hide that majesty that looked down on the world

"Master, what is the background of this Young Master Li?" The subordinate asked in a low voice.

Zhao Jing shook his head: "Cannot be said, cannot be measured, but this time our Zhao family might be encountering a great fortune."

He turned to his two subordinates and ordered: "Immediately send a letter home, let the eldest young master bring the detailed account books of the mines and rush to the Imperial Capital. Remember, hurry with all speed! Tell him to take the orbital train directly after arriving in the May Tian Ce Dynasty; this thing is fast, remember to book tickets in advance."

He didn't know why, but Zhao Jing felt that as long as Li Chen said so, it was definitely settled.

Three days later, in the morning, Zhao Jing was checking the accounts in the villa when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

Just as he walked into the courtyard, he saw a squad of guards in black tight-fitting uniforms marching in.

The leader showed a gilded token: "By Imperial Decree, please have the owner of the Zhao Trading Firm enter the palace for an audience immediately."

Zhao Jing's legs went soft, and he nearly knelt to the ground.

Although he had guessed Li Chen's identity was extraordinary, he never expected it to be enough to have him enter the palace for an audience!

What shocked him even more was that when he followed the guards into the Imperial Palace tremblingly, he found that standing in the line waiting for an audience were more than a dozen Kings of the Southern countries!

"Isn't that the King of Tasha?"

"Why is the King of Baifan here too?"

Zhao Jing only felt dizzy and his legs trembling.

He, a merchant, had never thought that one day he would stand in the same hall as these monarchs?

What Zhao Jing feared wasn't these Kings, but that "never-met" May Tian Ce Emperor.

He secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, only feeling his throat tighten, and even his breathing became cautious.

The King of Tasha and the King of Baifan recognized Zhao Jing, and the two exchanged a surprised look.

The King of Baifan asked in a low voice: "Boss Zhao? Why are you here?"

Zhao Jing was about to answer when a eunuch on the side coughed sternly: "Silence!"

Everyone immediately fell silent as cicadas in winter.

Dai Xiaoyao, as the newly ascended King of the Star Fall Kingdom, stood at the end of the line, nervously tidying his clothes.

He noticed that Zhao Jing, a merchant, was also in the line for an audience, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Proclaim: The Kings of the Southern countries and the owner of the Zhao Trading Firm, Zhao Jing, enter the hall for an audience!"

With the eunuch's sharp voice, the heavy palace gate opened slowly.

Zhao Jing followed behind the Kings, only feeling his legs were as heavy as if filled with lead.

He pinched himself secretly, fearing this was a dream.

The moment they stepped into the Imperial Palace, everyone was shocked by the scene before them.

On both sides of the wide Imperial Road stood two rows of Imperial Guards in black armor.

They held long halberds, motionless, like sculptures.

Sunlight shone on the armor, reflecting a cold, chilling light.

Zhao Jing noticed that the eyes of every one of these soldiers were as sharp as knives, and the murderous aura radiating from them made his back feel cold.

The King of Tasha exclaimed in a low voice: "This—this is the May Tian Ce Imperial Guard? No wonder they could sweep across the Snow Eagle Wang Ting and the Sassan Dynasty."

The King of Baifan swallowed his saliva: "I heard these Imperial Guards are at least at the Piercing Void Realm; to fight the Snow Eagle Wang Ting and the Sassan Dynasty, they wouldn't even need the Imperial Guards."

Looking at the weapons and equipment of the May Tian Ce Imperial Guards, these Kings were all jealous.

They felt that if they could get a set and arm their own armies, they could directly sweep across the Southern countries!

But that was a dream; the cost of the May Tian Ce Imperial Guards' equipment was too exaggerated. Just put it this way: the total value of the equipment of ten thousand soldiers in the Southern countries wasn't as much as one set of the Imperial Guards.

As the team moved forward, the towering palace complex gradually revealed itself before everyone.

The magnificent halls were arranged in order, with flying eaves pointing directly at the sky.

Every floor tile was carved with exquisite patterns, reflecting a warm luster in the sunlight.

Dai Xiaoyao couldn't help but lower his head to look closely: "These floor tiles are actually polished from top-grade jade?"

He had cultivated in the Jade Void Immortal Mansion, and top-grade jade was only found in the main hall. He didn't expect the palace road surface to be made of it?

The eunuch leading the way explained proudly: "This is the 'Azure Cloud Road' specifically ordered by His Majesty, implying rising steadily."

Hearing this, everyone's footsteps unconsciously lightened, fearing they would step and break these priceless jade floor tiles.

They could afford to pay for them, but they couldn't afford to offend the May Tian Ce Emperor.

The further they went, the stronger the pressure permeating the air became.

Zhao Jing only felt his chest tight, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on his heart.

He stole a glance and found that the faces of several Kings had also turned pale.

Finally, they arrived in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Ninety-nine white marble steps led directly to the hall door, with civil and military officials in purple robes standing on both sides.

These ministers just stood there quietly, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

"This—this is the majesty of the Heavenly Dynasty?" The King of Tasha muttered to himself, his voice trembling.

Just as everyone's hearts were shaken, a loud proclamation came from inside the hall: "His Majesty arrives—"

In an instant, a vast pressure like the sea swept out from the hall.

Zhao Jing only felt his knees go soft, nearly kneeling to the ground. Several Kings also swayed, their faces showing horror.

"Enter the hall!" The eunuch sang out loudly.

Everyone tremblingly stepped onto the steps.

Zhao Jing noticed that the King of Baifan, walking at the front, had his back completely soaked with sweat.

The moment they stepped into the hall, everyone was shocked speechless by the scene before them.

The hall was magnificent, with seventy-two dragon-coiled golden pillars supporting the dome. Civil and military officials stood in solemn silence on both sides.

And on that high dragon chair sat a young Emperor wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

Zhao Jing only took one look and nearly screamed.

Wasn't that the "Young Master Li" he met at the Drunken Immortal Tower?

The Li Chen at this moment was a completely different person from the one he met at the restaurant.

He wore a twelve-tassel crown, his face hidden behind pearl curtains, yet he couldn't hide that majesty that looked down on the world.

Just sitting there gave people a sense of oppression as the "Master of Heaven and Earth."

The first to react was the King of Baifan.

He knelt to the ground with a "thud," his forehead pressed tightly against the floor: "Subject, King of Baifan, pays respects to the May Tian Ce Emperor! Long live, long live, long live Your Majesty!"

Other Kings then woke up as if from

Zhao Jing prostrated himself completely, his whole body trembling like chaff in a sieve.

He was desperately trying to recall if he had ever offended Li Chen with any of his words; if so, he needed to beg for forgiveness immediately.

"Rise. You have all traveled a long way, and it has been hard on you." Li Chen's voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

Only then did the crowd dare to lift their heads, though they still dared not look directly at the Son of Heaven.

The King of Bafan said excitedly, "It is not hard at all! To be summoned by Your Majesty is truly a blessing of three lifetimes for us subjects! May the national fortune of Tian Ce flourish, and may Your Majesty's might extend to the four seas!"

It was Li Chen's old habit; he would not interrupt the other party's flattery, as he enjoyed listening to it.

Only when the King of Bafan had said enough did Li Chen nod with satisfaction.

The other kings were secretly annoyed, hating that their own tongues were not fast enough.

The King of Bafan had been trained; he was once a student of the late Emperor of Tian Ce, and his skill in flattering the Emperor of Tian Ce was very refined.

Li Chen's gaze swept over the crowd, finally resting on Zhao Jing for a moment: "What do you all think of our country's orbital trains?"

(End of this chapter)