Soon, Xia Chuan's voice came from outside the hall.
"Leader, the special envoys from Zhaoyang and Long Mountain request to see you."
"Bring them in."
Xia Hong spoke softly, smiling as he saw the two familiar faces behind Xia Chuan.
However, he remained silent, simply observing the two individuals.
"Special Envoy Li Xuandu from Long Mountain, pays respects to Leader Xia Hong!"
"Special Envoy Hou Quan from Zhaoyang, pays respects to Leader Xia Hong!"
It was evident that although the two had a respectful demeanor, there was a noticeable discomfort on their faces, which made Xia Hong smile.
Understandably, since not long ago they conspired to eliminate him in Gourd Valley, yet now they had to come begging. An overly natural expression would have been inappropriate.
But the degree of discomfort varied between them.
