What a sincere ghost.
Zhu Zhengwei chuckled, enjoying the conversation with the two kings.
The two kings were unaware that in this meeting room, they had experienced hundreds of flamboyant deaths... only to return to the timeline where they hadn't died.
After all, they had always been part of the physical rule-based civilization of the real universe, completely unaware that the wondrous space-time rules of "Chang'an City of the Great Tang" could briefly project into reality.
They had no defenses.
"However, as a prisoner of the Great Tang, a relentless worker, I have no right to speak of these two; everyone suffers from it!"
"This Great Tang is indeed terrifying, their diplomatic methods are so novel."
