Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

After Xia Jin and Leng Yuexi left the Fenglin Palace, the Great Xia delegation and the officials of all ranks on the Fenglin side also remained silent.

Ultimately, whether Feng Lin surrenders or not depends not on them, but on Xia Jin and the other person who just left.

Almost everyone present had the same thought: today seemed to have dragged on exceptionally long.

Emperor Fenglin, Jiang Qianjue, paced back and forth, glancing every now and then in the direction where Xia Jin and Leng Yuexi had disappeared, a hint of panic clearly visible on his face.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. He walked over to Jiang Rou and whispered, "Rou'er, tell me... what was the outcome between your master and the Great Xia King Jin? Who won?"

Jiang Rou remained silent for a moment, but finally spoke, "Your subject believes... it will be Prince Jin!"

"What?!" Jiang Qianjue's expression froze, then his face became uncertain.

"How is that possible! Didn't you say that your master is a top expert in the Divine Travel Realm, and that Xia Jin is just a prince of the Great Xia Dynasty? Even if he is strong, how could he possibly reach the Divine Travel Realm?"

He unconsciously clenched his hands. As the Emperor of Fenglin, he simply did not want to believe his daughter's judgment.

Because if Xia Jin wins, then Feng Lin will have no choice but to surrender to Great Xia! At that time, what will become of Emperor Feng Lin?

Jiang Rou didn't explain further, but simply shook her head at Jiang Qianjue.

When she saw her master's almost out-of-control expression for the first time, she had already vaguely guessed the outcome.

When had the proud and arrogant Xuan Yin Sect Leader, who hated ordinary men to the bone, ever shown such an expression to others?

Sure enough, just a short while later...

Suddenly, someone in the Great Xia delegation shouted, "Look! The Prince is back!!"

The sound instantly shattered the silence, and everyone turned their gaze to the sky. Sure enough, they saw two dark figures standing side by side in the distance, rushing towards them.

Whew!

As the two landed, a strong wind swept up, and the dust they kicked up made everyone squint.

When the dust settled, Xia Jin, now dressed in a black dragon robe, and Leng Yuexi, still in a purple dress, were revealed.

The two stood side by side, very close to each other.

The officials in the Great Xia delegation looked delighted, exchanged glances, and then respectfully greeted Xia Jin as "Your Highness!"

However, they were startled by Leng Yuexi's actions as soon as they finished shouting.

Not long ago, Leng Yuexi, the leader of the Xuan Yin Sect, had dominated the entire scene and forced Lord Su of the Great Xia to kneel down. Now, she was holding Xia Jin's arm naturally, nestled beside him, and had a faint smile on her face!

Jiang Qianjue and the other Fenglin officials, who were just about to greet them, froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded.

"How is this possible?! Master and this Prince Jin... what exactly happened?!" Jiang Rou, who also wanted to move forward, widened her eyes in disbelief.

She had considered various outcomes, such as her master winning, her master losing, or even both sides suffering heavy losses, but she never expected the scene before her eyes to unfold like this.

Judging from Master's actions, his relationship with this King Jin of Great Xia is clearly not ordinary.

The silence lasted for a few moments before Su, the official from the Great Xia delegation, finally mustered his courage, stepped forward, looked at Xia Jin, and asked with a hint of embarrassment, "Your...Your Highness, who...who is this...?"

His gaze swept over their arms, which were pressed together, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

It should be noted that not long ago, he was forced to kneel on the ground by this woman in purple.

In just a short while, this jinx seemed to have gotten "in love" with his own prince?

This change was far beyond his expectations!

Although Lord Su's voice was not loud, everyone present, including Jiang Qianjue and the officials from Feng Lin's side, held their breath and pricked up their ears at that moment, afraid of missing a single word.

Countless eyes were focused on Xia Jin, awaiting his answer.

Xia Jin was also taken aback by Lord Su's question.

To be honest, he hadn't even had time to figure out how to introduce Leng Yuexi yet, and this guy just asked her directly like that.

Xia Jin then glared at Lord Su with an unfriendly look.

But soon, he felt a sharp pain in his waist. He saw Leng Yuexi pinch herself, and her beautiful eyes glanced at him with a hint of coldness, as if warning Xia Jin to watch his words.

"Ahem!!" Xia Jin could only smile bitterly to herself, but quickly regained her composure. She glanced at the members of the Great Xia delegation and said expressionlessly, "This lady... you can call her 'Princess Jin' from now on."

"Hmph! You're smart to know what's good for you!" As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Yuexi's lips curled up slightly, clearly very satisfied with Xia Jin's introduction.

Upon hearing the words "Princess Consort Jin," everyone present was immediately stunned into silence!

Lord Su was startled and staggered, almost falling to the ground.

But being a seasoned official, he quickly and cleverly knelt down with a thud, his movements fluid and graceful. He bowed deeply to Leng Yuexi beside Xia Jin, and shouted in a loud voice, "Your subject, Su Yu, pays respects to Princess Jin! Long live the Princess!"

His bow immediately startled the still bewildered officials of the Great Xia delegation, who cursed inwardly: "That old man Su is shameless! He beat us to it again!"

However, they reacted just as quickly, all kneeling down in unison, and a chorus of shouts immediately rose: "Greetings, Princess Jin!!"

Leng Yuexi's gaze fell on Su Yu, who was kneeling at the head of the table, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes: "You, not bad. I'll remember you."

Upon hearing this, Su Yu's expression instantly shifted from apprehension to ecstatic joy, and he prostrated himself, shouting, "Thank you for your appreciation, Your Highness!"

Xia Jin looked at everyone in front of her, especially Su Yu, and waved her hand speechlessly: "Alright, get up, everyone."

At this moment, Jiang Rou took a deep breath, couldn't help but step forward, and called out to Leng Yuexi, "Sect Leader."

His gaze then shifted back and forth between Xia Jin and Leng Yuexi, hesitant to speak, his expression complex.

Leng Yuexi naturally understood Jiang Rou's question. She released Xia Jin's arm and took Jiang Rou's hand, saying, "Let's go. I know what you want to ask. It's not convenient here, come with me."

After saying that, he took Jiang Rou, who was still somewhat dazed, and led her to a side hall.

Xia Jin watched them leave, then withdrew her gaze and slowly swept it over the silent officials of Fenglin before her, finally settling on Jiang Qianjue, whose expression was uncertain and whose eyes were darting around.

"Do you have any questions about Feng Lin's surrender to Great Xia?" Xia Jin asked calmly.

"No... I wouldn't dare. I'll follow Prince Jin's advice." Jiang Qianjue's eyes twitched involuntarily as he hurriedly and respectfully replied.

"Phoenix descends, surrender ceremony—continue."

After saying this, Xia Jin also walked towards the side hall.

Here, the subsequent formalities are no longer needed!

But, at the same time he left, behind Feng Lin and his group of officials.

The guard captain, who had appeared pale and unsteady on his feet, also quietly left the crowd with a gloomy expression.