The envoy repeated the words he had just said, with an expression that completely disregarded the Eldest Prince.
The Eldest Prince simply couldn't bear it anymore. Regardless of the consequences, he was about to punch the man, but Emperor Yongning stopped him, "Eldest, stop..."
The country is on the brink of crisis. What's the use of worrying about insignificant pride?
All these humiliations are insignificant in the face of national survival.
The Son of Heaven guards the gates of the kingdom, the monarch dies with the community.
Emperor Yongning could endure it.
No matter what emotions the Eldest Prince had, they were subdued by a cold glance from Emperor Yongning.
"Kneel if you must... it doesn't matter..."
Emperor Yongning stood up from the dragon throne, his eyes warm as he touched the armrest of the throne, pursed his lips, and then walked to the envoy.
He took a deep breath, lifted his dragon robe, and was about to kneel.
But at that moment, a voice was heard.
