In comparison, Li Zili himself appeared much calmer.
He was a grandmaster-level martial artist, rising from humble beginnings to achieving the imperial throne; his character and courage were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
If Wang Chen truly wished to harm Li Zili, not to mention him alone, even if he had several Innate Grandmasters secretly around, they absolutely couldn't stop him.
And although Wang Chen had no particular reverence for Li Zili, the Emperor of Great Wei, he clearly harbored no malice either.
Wang Chen seemed like an old friend who, after many years, suddenly visited.
Wang Chen nodded: "Not bad."
"Zhen'er, let me introduce you. This is the current Emperor of Great Wei. You can call him Mr. Li."
Wang Zhenzhen gracefully bowed and said, "Zhen'er greets Mr. Li."
"Hello."
Li Zili did not put on the airs of an Emperor; he warmly said: "I didn't expect the daughter of a Great Grandmaster to be this grown up. Has she been promised to anyone?"
