Zhao Wujiang shook his head, signaling he didn’t need any.
The reason he was dining in the King’s royal tent was that he had received an invitation immediately after emerging from the ancestral palace, exhausted from his intimate encounters with the High Priestess.
"Let’s discuss what happened this time." The King of the Jade Tent Royal Court bore a name quite unlike the typical names of the grasslands: Guhan. He had introduced himself by this name the very first time he met Zhao Wujiang.
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