Northeast Frontier of the Grasslands.
North of Yan.
Royal Court of Donghu State.
"Greetings to the King of Donghu."
Sima Lin entered the royal court and bowed respectfully.
The King of Donghu sat on a tiger-skin throne, his face middle-aged, with a robust figure, exuding a wild presence.
On both sides of the court stood Donghu commanders, clad in furs, all appearing very burly.
On this grassland, there was no such thing as a hundred officials; they revered martial strength and the rule of the strong.
Those in administrative roles held low status, while military commanders held high status.
The moment Sima Lin stepped into the royal court,
the King of Donghu showed no unfamiliarity, instead laughing loudly: "Lord Sima, it's been a long time!"
"Rise and take a seat."
In response,
two Donghu soldiers immediately brought over a cushion.
Sima Lin did not hesitate, and immediately took a seat, expressing his gratitude with flattering words, "Thank you, Great King."
