Richard had said before that unless something unexpected happened on the Tang Zang Empire's side, His Highness the robust mysterious man would definitely not show up.
Now that the Tang Zang female sword saint was injured, he appeared, indeed quite a coincidence.
"Good morning, esteemed Fourth Highness." A multitude of voices greeted His Highness the robust mysterious man in waves.
"Esteemed Aegean guests, I hope everyone has an exquisite mood today." His Highness the robust mysterious man removed the snowy white Van Yicheng hat from his head, handed the snowy white hat and the Nine-Ringed Tin Rod to his apprentice Xiao Jing behind him, pressed his palms together and smiled as he nodded to the surrounding Aegean visitors.
Majestic and sharp, Xiao Kong, with a folding fan and silk scarf, followed reluctantly behind the tutor, dragging a bulging cloth bag, resembling Ximen Qing begging along the street.
