Qin Zhen followed behind the crowd, leisurely swaying along.
The crowd surrounded the Idle King. Each person had something to say, filled with admonishments, giving the Idle King, who had just awakened, a headache.
He struggled unsuccessfully and could do nothing but resign himself to listening.
As they were about to cross a large open space to reach the palace where Qin Wu was, the Idle King's sharp eyes spotted a person walking from afar under the trees: a man in white clothes and white hair. Wasn't that the envoy from Chu Kingdom, who had been missing for half the day and caused utter chaos?
Seeing his carefree and light demeanor swinging back and forth, the Idle King felt anger welling up from nowhere.
"Over there! Over there!" Unable to break free, the Idle King could only raise his voice.
Only then did everyone's gaze shift there, and they saw Song Huaxu, who was now under the tree.
"The envoy has returned, Prime Minister."
