Behind them, not far away, stood a middle-aged man in a purple robe, accompanied by four young men in green robes, all bowing respectfully.
The middle-aged man in the purple robe was not tall, yet he was well-proportioned and upright. His face was as clear as jade, exuding a gentle aura, akin to a piece of mutton fat jade.
He wore a humble smile on his face, appearing affectionate to anyone he looked at.
The four young men in green robes were also fair and clean, looking elegant and handsome.
They stood respectfully behind the middle-aged man in the purple robe, like four statues, motionless.
Chu Honglin suddenly turned his head to look: "Chief Xu, why don't you go back and report to Elder Brother first and see if he changes his mind."
The middle-aged man in the purple robe, Xu Qingyun, the Chief of Jiaming Palace, responded helplessly, "Prince, I am following the imperial decree, it is indeed..."
