"Are you serious?"
Looking at the young emperor before him, Du Chengfeng scratched his head.
"You want me to kneel?"
"Yes, you."
The young emperor lifted his neck, struggling to look at the giant towering over ordinary people.
"Kneel."
"...?"
Du Chengfeng grew more confused.
Well, although he roughly understood that in this imperial city, the emperor's word was law. According to the etiquette here, everyone who sees the emperor must kneel; it's a way to maintain the emperor's prestige and establishes his supreme status.
But the problem is...
To make him kneel?
It's unreasonable, truly unreasonable.
"Why don't you think it over?"
After a moment of confusion, Du Chengfeng lowered his head once more.
No way—this child is too short; if he doesn't lower his head, he can't see him.
"Think it over again, your words..."
"Kneel quickly!"
At that moment, the old eunuch's voice suddenly echoed from afar.
"Quick! Kneel quickly!"
"...Ah?"
