The elves in the hall scanned the elves behind Zhou Leng, realizing that no one objected, they became aware that the Light King had truly manifested.
Everyone knelt down, with only one aged elf with a wrinkled face hesitating for a moment before bowing in salute.
After the legendary elf Silverlake Wind saluted, he looked towards Zhou Leng.
"Your Highness the Duke, may I ask what has happened?"
Zhou Leng found that he could understand the elven language, but he still wasn't very good at speaking it.
So, he said, "Silverlake Moon, briefly explain."
"Yes, Your Highness. Respected Old Wind, it goes like this..."
Silverlake Moon slightly embellished Zhou Leng's actions, making them more magnificent, more radiant, more righteous, and more valiant.
He even added some details from the ancient legends of elven heroes.
When recounting the descent of the Light King, he even sang the hymn of the Light King.
