If the Emperor was Emperor Jing, he wouldn't dare to block Zhao Xing like this.
But Emperor Wu is not Emperor Jing, and he is no longer the Beichen King of the past.
Today, he really wanted to save face.
"King Zhao, I am on my way back; please allow me to apologize in person." The words were not harsh, even seemed conciliatory, but the underlying attitude was very firm, clearly indicating he did not want Zhao Xing to take people away.
"If you insist on keeping them, it won't do you any good." Zhao Xing said in a deep voice, "Beichen King, I ask you once more, do you really want to do this?"
The Beichen King remained silent.
Seeing this, Zhao Xing said no more and immediately flew into the sky.
"Since you want them to stay, let it be as you wish."
Zhao Xing continuously cast spells, golden lights burst forth, and in a blink of an eye, thousands of golden beams merged into the void above the Royal Palace.
