"Greetings to Emperor Tianwu!"
Fan Shuzhen's expression was somewhat disheartened, with traces of blood still visible in his pupils. One could hear the unwillingness and helplessness in his voice: "Servant Fan Shuzhen, willing to be a loyal servant of the Great Han for all eternity!"
"Rise."
Chen Sansi personally helped him up: "I will keep you in the Chu Capital City, to properly serve as the King of Nan Xu."
"Your servant thanks Your Majesty for your divine grace!"
In middle age, Fan Shuzhen kowtowed deeply. When he raised his head again, he seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant, and looking at the Emperor Tianwu, it felt as if a lifetime had passed.
Recalling the past, when they confronted each other at Hulaoguan, he was an esteemed prince, while the other was merely a main general.
After more than ten years, their statuses had undergone such a dramatic reversal.
