The envoys of the Canglan Kingdom marched in a grand procession into the Imperial Palace of Daxia. Hailing from the depths of the grasslands, they were filled with curiosity and anticipation for this unfamiliar land. Along the way, they observed the bustling, prosperous streets of the capital and the throngs of people, a sight that stirred an indescribable sense of envy in the hearts of these foreigners. As a nomadic people born on horseback, they were accustomed to the endless expanse of the great steppes; compared to the vast, meticulously organized architecture before them, the difference was like heaven and earth. They could not help but feel a growing sense of awe for this mysterious kingdom.
Meanwhile, the Imperial Palace had become exceptionally lively. Upon learning of the Canglan envoys' arrival, the Emperor decided to receive the delegation in person. As the envoys slowly entered the main hall, all eyes converged upon them. Leading them was a man in peculiar attire, tall and imposing, radiating a unique presence. Behind him followed five sturdy men, each appearing formidable and valiant. At the end of the procession walked a young woman wearing a veil; her elusive figure lent her an air of deep mystery.
When the group reached the center of the hall, the leading general knelt first to pay his respects to the Emperor. His movements were sharp and decisive, demonstrating the boldness and resolve of a soldier. The other envoys followed suit, kneeling in unison to expr…
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