government's records, it says that we both planted sweet potatoes on five-tenths of the land."But our village head Wang's family hasn't planted any sweet potatoes in their fields. Yet, according to t...Chapter 1373 Wang Shu hasn't paid his respects yet.

Ten miles outside Jincheng City, at the Welcome Pavilion.

King Ning sat in the pavilion drinking tea, with several strategists behind him. Guards surrounded the pavilion, sealing off the entire official road for the day. Other citizens had to use other city gates to enter and exit.

"Haven't you arrived yet" asked the Prince Ning.

A strategist behind him replied, “News just arrived that they're already five miles out. It should be almost time in another cup of tea.”

King Ning looked gloomily in the direction of Guandao and said, "When was this Welcoming Pavilion built"

The strategist immediately replied: “It was twenty-one years ago when King Ning first arrived in his fiefdom. The magistrate of Jincheng led the soldiers and civilians to build it specifically to welcome the prince.”

The King of Ning chuckled and said, “Twenty-one years. I've been here for twenty-one years, haven’t gone back in all that time. The prince who was once a mere babe, knowing nothing but crying, eating, and sleeping, has now grown up and even deliberately sent me out to greet you.”

Everyone could hear the resentment in King Ning's words, but no one dared to respond.

The Prince Ning sighed.

If Zhou Changshou were here now, he would surely understand my thoughts and feelings and say something to comfort me.

It's a pity...i finished coldly, then turned to face the hundreds of elite soldiers.The death of He Long once again aroused the restlessness of the soldiers.They are not sadness, but fear.They were afraid that the...