lowly emerged.To see blackness from within darkness is a rather awkward description. Yet, that is precisely what happens.That dark thing in the darkness, as if the center of the darkness itself, allow...Emperor Zhuang was so high and mighty, he personally visited the Qingjiang Water Mansion!

Just outside the main gate of Qingjiang Water Mansion, within a few words' time, Zhuang Guoguo Xiang, Qingjiang Shui Jun, and Zhuang Guo Guo Jun all arrived here.

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This is the highest level meeting in the Zhuang nation.

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Standing here, they can be said to be the three strongest people in the entire Zhuang Kingdom. The fate of Zhuang Kingdom lies in their thoughts.

The aquatic guards stationed at the Shui Fu gate were already trembling with fear, each one averting their gaze and wishing they could plug their ears to avoid hearing anything they shouldn't.

Of the three, Qinghe Shuijun Song Hengjiang looked the oldest, with wrinkles on his face and white hair.

Though Du Ruhui, the prime minister of the State of Zhuang, appeared old, his hair was black as ink and his vitality was strong.

Emperor Zhuang Gao looked the youngest, just like a middle-aged man.

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At this time, he was dressed in plain clothes and his bearing was restrained. His appearance seemed quite ordinary. But the grandeur in his eyes betrayed a spirit far beyond that of ordinary men.

He was indeed the youngest of the three.

But it was the strongest one!

Especially since he had just personally slain Han Yin, the hegemon who had controlled Yong Guo for hundreds of years, killing a human with his own hands, needing no words. Standing there was like an imposing mountain range and a raging river, leaving everyone else in awe.

But Song Hengjiang, at this juncture, still refused to show the slightest weakness. Instead, he waved his sleeves dramatically, his imposing manner radiating power: "I dare ask, Master Zhuang, what is your identity today when you come to my Qingjiang Water Mansion"

After Emperor Zhuang came to power, Du Ruhui consciously restrained his presence and kept silent.

In private, he often points out the problems with Zhu Gaochi's stature, but in public, he is always the one who defends Zhu Di's majesty.

Because upholding the dignity of Emperor Zhuang is to uphold the dignity of the State of Zhuang. Ensuring Emperor Zhuang's respectability is to ensure the respectability of the State of Zhuang.

Lord Zhuang stood proudly, his hands clasped behind him. In a calm voice, he said, "Whether today, tomorrow, or yesterday, I remain only one thing: the master of these lands and mountains.

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This is too cold, too domineering.

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He seemed to have cleared all private connections with the Qingjiang Shui Fu, only presenting himself as an emperor and forcefully imposing Song Hengjiang as his subject.

Because he claims to be the master of mountains and rivers, according to the treaty of founding the nation, Qingjiangshuijun is the water master, not Zhuangchen!

Song Hengjiang was still hunched over, but his slightly clouded eyes stared at Zhuang Gaoxian without any fear or avoidance.

A ruler of a country, how can he be without decorum The master of the state, how can he be without propriety

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Du Ruhui: "Duke Du! As the Emperor's teacher, I have one question to ask you!"

He was like a furious beast, his beard bristling as he roared: "Can it be that the Emperor comes unannounced and blames without warning"

After a moment's silence, Du Ruhui shook his head. "No," he said.

Then Song Hengjiang looked at Zhuang Gaoxian again and asked, "Why did the Son of Heaven teach me"

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Zhuang Gaoxian stared intently at the old man for a moment, as if only now, in this very instant, did he recall how he had stained the Lan River red, shouldering enough pressure for Zhuang Chengqian and helping him successfully establish his kingdom.

As if recalling his dignity, his pride.

Finally said, “It was my fault to be rude.”

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He had just won the Zhāngyōng National War, defeating opponents that even the founding emperor himself had failed to conquer. His reputation reached unprecedented heights.

In this case, being willing to apologize to Song Hengjiang already shows enough respect.

The most crucial reason, in fact, is still Song Hengjiang's concession.

Song Hengjiang's words just now, while seemingly confrontational and unafraid, were very measured. Although he was rebuking Zhuang Gaoxian, he had actually tacitly acknowledged Zhuang Gaoxian as the lord of Zhuangjing Mountains and Rivers, and tacitly accepted that Qingjiang Water Tribe were also his subjects.

This Qingjiang Shuijun is clearly very aware of the bottom line between a monarch and his consort.

"Well then, Your Majesty may return now." Song Hengjiang said, "This old man's frail body cannot bear to serve you for long."

This is actually acknowledging Zhuang Gaoxian's rule over the 800-mile Qingjiang River, in exchange for him giving up his search of the Qingjiang Shui Mansion.

Zhuang Gaoxian did not go to see Du Ruhui, nor did he inquire about the chancellor's opinion, because he was the master of these mountains and rivers.

He shook his head gently: "Lord Dong shoulders the burden of the country, his death cannot go unavenged. Shui Jun, as Emperor, I pledge to you that this journey is solely for the pursuit of justice and nothing else."

Zhuang Gaoxian refused!

Song Hengjiang's problem was that he didn't know if Du Ruhui was truly pursuing the culprit. Even with Zhuang Gaoxian descending personally, it wasn't to suppress the Qingjiang Water Prefecture. He was unaware that the murderer who killed Dong'a was connected to the truth behind the destruction of Fenglin City. The killer was most likely a survivor of Fenglin City. Zhuang Gaoxian and his ministers watched as the White Bone Dao caused havoc, sacrificing an entire city's people for the White Bone True Elixir. He was also kept in the dark about the truth.

As for Zhuang Gaoxian, the Qingjiang River stretching 800 miles was already his to command. He acknowledged that Song Hengjiang had made concessions, but he didn't think this concession was particularly remarkable.

Both parties' perceptions, thoughts, and judgments have deviations, so it is impossible to reach a consensus on the terms.

Song Hengjiang didn't know the reason behind it, but he could still see Zhuang Gaoxian's attitude.

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At this moment, he calmed down instead, and only asked in a soft voice, "Master Zhuang, must you thoroughly search the Qingjiang Water Mansion today Must you trample upon the face of the Qingjiang Water Clan"

"Your Majesty's personal visit to the Ministry of Water Affairs is a testament to your respect for the Water God and the Qingjiang water tribe!" Du Ruhui, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

He clearly understood Song Hengjiang's temperament, and he also knew Zhuang Gaoxian. Seeing that the situation was about to deteriorate, he immediately stepped forward to mediate.

"The death of Vice Chancellor Dong is a matter of national honor and must be investigated. However, Lord Shui has great virtue and prestige, and is a hero among men. Who has the right to search Lord Shui's residence Even I, as Prime Minister, do not have that qualification. The thief surely saw this and sneaked into Shui Mansion. Your Majesty's arrival is not to suspect Lord Shui, but to gain the trust of the people. Your Majesty coming in person is a sign of respect for you, Lord Shui must understand!"

Every word was carefully chosen, leaving no room for rebuttal. It gave Song Hengjiang face and satisfied everyone.

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By this point, Song Hengjiang seemed to have no reason to refuse.

But he simply took a step forward, standing closer to Zhuang Gaoxian.

"In the past, Zhuang Chengqian came to my humble abode and never brought even a soldier. He always treated me with respect as a younger brother should treat an elder. He never showed any arrogance. Now that times have changed and talented people abound, one generation giving way to the next, he wants to search my private quarters without hesitation! How excellent!"

His hunched figure slowly straightened, his aura like billowing smoke reaching the heavens. He seemed a dormant beast awakened, eyes blazing with murderous intent!

"I am the master of the 800-li Qingjiang River, I can be killed but not humiliated. If you truly intend to act this way...come!"

He flung his arms wide, radiating boundless power: “Look upon the blood of the Qingjiang water tribe—is it not glorious!”

Not a trace of aging can be seen!

All the aquatic guards stationed outside the Water God’s palace were stunned. At first, the Water God and the Lord of the Estate faced each other with drawn swords, causing them to tremble with fear.

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Later on, it seemed like things were about to be settled, and the atmosphere eased. They slowly relaxed their anxious hearts.

But unexpectedly, the situation changed drastically in just a few sentences.

In an instant, it's a life-or-death struggle!

Although they were terrified, they also held the determination to die, drawing their swords one after another, standing behind Song Hengjiang.

The intrepid nature of the Qingjiang water tribe is legendary, with historical records dating back centuries!forged in real battlefields.And Jiang Wang at this time also only dealt with it in the most direct way, each sword without a move, yet every sword carried a unique aura.That was his entire swordsmansh...