"I've already said it, His Highness King Ping has finished his work. If there are any important matters, just report them directly. Why do I need to accompany you on this trip?"
This was the voice of Fang Qingzhu.
Of course, the sound of teeth chewing on meat couldn't be missed.
Chen Ping chuckled silently and pushed open the door, only to see Feng Yuantu's somewhat embarrassed expression, using a folding fan to cover half of his face. Beside him stood a slightly impatient Fang Qingzhu and her servant Xiaoyu.
Besides these three, there was another person.
A middle-aged man, plump and round, dressed in official robes with a properly worn headdress, slightly bent over, smiling with a hint of obsequiousness.
"This humble official greets His Highness King Ping."
The plump middle-aged man hurriedly paid his respects upon seeing Chen Ping.
His manners were exceedingly proper.
