A rare magical miracle in the world

"Hahahaha."

Hailbo knew the King of Aolai would react this way: "Aolai Country is a land of outstanding people and remarkable spirits. Your Majesty’s dominance only serves to highlight the dignity of a king, rather than the infamy of cruelty!"

"What audacity!"

"You dare insult my king?"

"Boy, do you wish to die?"

The goodwill the Myriad Demons had felt towards Hailbo vanished instantly as they once again angrily rebuked him.

Yet, faced with them, Hailbo still looked calmly at the King of Aolai.

The young man had already figured out the temperament of the King of Aolai. He was a domineering ruler, yet not a cruel one.

The more you showed weakness, the more he scorned you.

Only by demonstrating your courage could you gain a foothold before the King of Aolai and earn the right to speak with him!

Weaklings are inconsequential; only the mighty lion can engage in negotiation.

This is the Aolai Country, where no pride equals no arrival!

"Indeed, you have courage."

The King of Aolai did not wish to kill Hailbo. The boy also knew this, which was why he kept provoking the king.

Because only in this way could he gain the king’s admiration and succeed in delivering the diplomatic message.

But was it really that simple?

"Boy, I like you," said the King of Aolai, "but do you really know what kind of person Saros is?"

"Hmm?"

Hailbo looked puzzled at the King of Aolai, who then gestured with a lift of his hand, "Open the diplomatic letter and read out the first sentence."

The first sentence?

What did he mean by that?

Hailbo was somewhat confused, but he still recalled the contents of the diplomatic letter.

"!!!!"

Suddenly, Hailbo’s pupils contracted sharply.

A bone-chilling terror surged up his spine. The young man looked up in horror at the King of Aolai.

’The first sentence of the diplomatic letter is...’

Hailbo had a photographic memory; he knew the letter’s contents by heart.

It was a trap laid in the shadows.

Only now did Hailbo realize the true deadly trap set by the King of Aolai was right here!

"Why aren’t you opening it? What are you waiting for?"

The King of Aolai’s voice came, and Hailbo felt his heart racing, cold sweat pouring out, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he held the diplomatic letter.

"Click, click, click."

The jade-made diplomatic letter was slowly opened, making a crisp clinking sound.

’What to do? How to handle this?’

Hailbo’s mind raced, searching for a way out, but the only option he had was to bet that the King of Aolai would not kill him.

But would he really not do it?

Would he truly not kill him?

All for a gift, for a seemingly insignificant line from the history books?

Or did the King of Aolai truly care about what other countries thought of his alleged brutality?

"Read it."

The King of Aolai sat majestically upon his throne, speaking indifferently, "Read out the first sentence."

"..."

Cat Lulu looked at Hailbo confusedly, not understanding what was happening to him and why he was acting like this.

What was the first sentence?

Was there a problem with the first sentence of the diplomatic letter?

’The first sentence, the first sentence is...’

Cat Lulu had also seen the diplomatic letter and rapidly searched through her memories.

[Emperor Lion Hedman Reins personally opens this]

"!!!"

Cat Lulu was completely dumbfounded. The first sentence of the diplomatic letter was naturally this greeting.

Was there an issue with it?

Yes, the problem was significant!

’Why!’

’Why wasn’t it personally opened by the King of Aolai?’

’Why this name? Why?!’

Cat Lulu couldn’t understand. The diplomatic letter had been handwritten by the elder uncle Saros, and after Bailuo reviewed it, he personally stamped it with the Miracle Seal of Yatun.

They knew, yet they still wrote it this way...

’Hedman Reins’ means a fierce lion that has been bound; it’s an insult,’ Aolai Kong had mentioned to them earlier, ’thus you must never address my father like this in his presence.’

’But do you truly know what kind of person Saros is?’

The King of Aolai’s voice enveloped Hailbo coldly, and the youth was extremely tense, with a profound fear seeping into his marrow.

No matter how well an envoy performed, if his homeland was infuriating the King of Aolai...

Could the envoy still turn the tide?

’The teacher knew the name of the King of Aolai,’ Hailbo thought, ’he wrote it this way deliberately, to insult the King of Aolai.’

’Why?’

’Why would the teacher do this?’

Hailbo gritted his teeth, desperately thinking of a reason and a strategy to break through, but no matter what, he could find none.

’Teacher, do you still refuse to forgive me...’ Hailbo thought, bowing his head in the face of such a checkmate, his heart filled with endless fear and sadness: ’or do you still wish to kill me?’