Zhao Rui returned to Blue Star and, with his status as a Great Emperor, commanded the entire planet.
His imperial might was immense, sweeping across the globe.
Though he hadn't been enthroned, he had already truly become the number one person on Blue Star.
But he didn't care for such empty titles. No amount of fame could compare to the strength of one's fists.
Only being the strongest in the world provided the most solid backing.
But just because he didn't care didn't mean others dared to feel the same.
The entire Huaxia Court treated him with the reverence one would show an ancestor. As long as he was around, the Huaxia Court was as steady as Taishan.
It didn't matter if it was the Great Shang, the Great Zhou, or other powerful figures from abroad.
They all had to do as they were told.
They weren't stupid; they naturally knew what to do.
After a brief stay at Qingcheng Mountain, Xiao He returned to Dongqi Province.
