Chapter 108: Mutual Praise in Business

Xingluo City, East Gate.

"Zhongli, this Star Luo City looks magnificent!"

Paimon said, looking at the steel-like city.

Having been in Douluo Continent for so long, she has seen many cities, but Star Luo City is one of the most magnificent cities she has ever seen, and now it has become the only one.

The last city of this magnificence was sunk by Zhongli!
Zhongli stood with his hands behind his back, his head slightly raised, looking at the city walls of Xingluo City.

"The Star Luo Empire is martial and its people are fierce. Its architecture is somewhat different from that of the Heavenly Soul and the Fighting Spirit Empire."

Compared to the thousand-meter-high and hundred-meter-thick city walls of Tiandou City, the city walls of Xingluo City are not so exaggerated, but they are still exceptionally sturdy.

The emergence of soul tools teaches the world a lesson: no matter how high or thick the city walls are, they are nothing more than a stationary target.

Following the original trajectory, the Sun Moon Empire first attacked Tianhun and then destroyed Douling, without encountering much resistance.

They encountered obstacles when they attacked the border of the Star Luo Empire.

The height and thickness of the city walls do not determine the course of the war today.

The destructive power of soul tools is what truly matters!

After everyone paused for a while, Zhongli finally spoke, "After entering the city, settle down first, and then experience the local customs and culture of Xingluo City."

There's still some time before the start of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament, so there's no need to rush the competition for now.

"Great!"

Paimon said excitedly, "It's a perfect opportunity to try the delicacies of Star Luo City!"

Suddenly, Paimon seemed to see something, his expression instantly changed, and he exclaimed, "Who is this disheveled old man who isn't even wearing shoes?"

They stood not far from the city gate, where they could see a glimpse of the city's interior.

A middle-aged man was seen with disheveled clothes, not even wearing shoes, and a worried expression on his face.

Behind him, another person carrying a shoe chased after him relentlessly, shouting something like, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wait!"

At this moment, everyone was filled with questions and felt somewhat bewildered.

The soldiers guarding the city were completely dumbfounded when they saw the newcomer. Wasn't this His Majesty the Emperor?

How could this be?

Before they could even bow, Xu Jiawei waved his hand, dismissing the formalities. He then tidied his appearance and approached Zhong Li, saying respectfully, "Junior Xu Jiawei greets the Martial God!"

At this moment, the eunuch also came to Xu Jiawei's side carrying the shoes and whispered, "Your Majesty, your shoes..."

Xu Jiawei was somewhat embarrassed and said, "I heard that the Martial God has come to Xingluo City. I came in a hurry, and I hope the Martial God will not take offense."

When Xu Jiawei put on his shoes, the pedestrians and guards at the city gate gasped in shock.

"hiss……"

The God of War has arrived! Your Majesty the Emperor! Your Majesty the Emperor has actually managed to do this! It's absolutely terrifying!

"So it is His Majesty the Emperor. No need for such formalities."

Zhong Li waved his hand and looked at Xu Jiawei thoughtfully for a moment.

He truly deserves to be called a great hero, the only one who could withstand the Sun Moon Empire for some time.

Unfortunately, he lost the throne in the end, and although his descendants never had the chance to become emperor, they lived quite well.

"Since the Martial God has come in person, this junior has failed to greet you properly. I hope the Martial God will forgive me!"

Xu Jiawei cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Zhong Li and said with a look of admiration.

Whether his worship was genuine or feigned, as an emperor, he had already abandoned all pretense of dignity by going this far.

As long as he can cling to Zhongli's coattails, whether he cares about saving face or not is not very important.

Ten thousand years ago, in order to secure his throne, Avalanche disregarded his pride and became the disciple of Tang San, who was even younger than him.

For the sake of profit, personal honor and disgrace mean nothing. Zhongli waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty is busy with countless affairs of state, what crime has he committed?"

"I have not yet thanked Your Majesty for the material assistance during the construction of Liyue. Today, I must express my gratitude!"

"It should, it should."

"Whenever my younger sister talks about Lord Martial God Li Yue, I can't help but feel a longing to go and see her!"

"Being in a high position, I am not free to do as I please. If I have free time in the future, I will definitely go to Liyue to pay my respects to the God of War!"

Xu Jiawei quickly replied that he dared not take credit for himself.

This God of War shattered the strongest god in history with just a few punches and kicks!
"Your Majesty is welcome to visit at any time!"

The two exchanged pleasantries and appeared to be in perfect harmony, a kind of mutual flattery.

Both Zhong Liyi and Xu Jiawei were quite satisfied with the result.

Suddenly, Xu Jiawei seemed to remember something and bowed to Zhongli again, saying, "Martial God, just call me Jiawei or Xiao Xu. Please don't mention the title 'Your Majesty' again."

"Before Lord Martial God, Jiawei is merely a junior and does not deserve such a title."

Xu Jiawei never mentioned referring to himself as a junior or using the imperial title.

How dare you refer to yourself as "朕" (the imperial "I") in front of the God of War?

Does he seem like such a foolish person?

“I have never considered myself a god. If possible, I would prefer a peaceful life and to share joy with the people.”

Zhongli said calmly, "Just call me Zhongli. There is a lot of distance between me and the Martial God or even Lord Martial God."

"Forehead……"

The tree may wish to stop, but the wind will not cease!
Should we address the Martial God by his given name?

"Yes, God of War... Zhongli."

Since it was requested by the God of War, Xu Jiawei should just do as he was told. This would better demonstrate his good relationship with the God of War!

"Well, so good."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Xu Jiawei gestured for them to follow, saying, "Please, Wu... Zhongli and the others have moved. Their lodgings have been arranged. Please follow me."

The organizers arranged accommodations for the contestants.

This is a very small matter for the empire.

The accommodations for the Liyue contestants are located in the best hotel in Star City. To better accommodate the Liyue contestants, the entire hotel is reserved for them.

It's worth noting that even Shrek Academy at its peak never enjoyed such treatment.

Xu Jiawei walked at the front of the group, acting like a "tour guide," introducing some of the unique buildings in Xingluo City to Zhong Li and the others.

As they approached the hotel, Xu Jiawei turned his head to look at Paimon beside him.

"This must be Lord Zhongli's martial spirit, Paimeng. It is a great pleasure to meet you today."

"I never imagined that His Majesty the Emperor not only knew Zhongli, but also remembered Paimon!"

Paimon scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said...

So, Paimon is already this famous?

"Of course I know. Paimon is Lord Zhongli's martial spirit, and he is the first person to fuse with a soul spirit. Such a case can be sung for thousands of years. How could I not know?"

"These two must be the Snow Empress and Ice Empress, two of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North, right?"

"Xu Jiawei greets you both!"

Two of the Ten Ferocious Beasts are so beautiful, who wouldn't like them?

(End of this chapter)

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