Zhao Rui and his three companions landed on a cloud. Even though they had no intention of hiding, only a peerless master would have been able to spot them.
However, now that they had arrived in the territory of the Great Shang, Zhao Rui had no reason to conceal his presence.
Within this world, or even this entire Star Realm, there was no one who could make him feel threatened.
"King of Shang, my apologies for the intrusion as I pass through your treasured land!"
Zhao Rui stood tall and proud on the cloud-skiff, his hands clasped behind his back, as he called out with a clear laugh.
His voice was like a silken thread; though it passed through the strong winds, it reached the ears of Ji Yong'an, the King of Shang, with perfect clarity.
"I am humbled, Zhao Zhenren. Your arrival in this humble land is a blessing for the people of my Great Zhou that will last three lifetimes."
Ji Yong'an bowed and replied, his attitude one of utmost respect and deference.
