“Your Majesty, where have you gone?”
Facing Xue Changqing’s question, Sa Atandi thought of the king’s figure and momentarily didn’t know how to answer.
She stood up on the rooftop, patted the hem of her long robe, then directly jumped down.
Though not particularly skilled in martial arts, with her cultivation at the peak of the Second Heaven, relying on her agility to leap down wasn’t a difficult task.
It did, however, make Xue Changqing a bit awkward as he stretched out his arms, intending to catch his wife, then awkwardly withdrew his hands and pretended to be busy.
Sa Atandi said, “Are those a few people looking for him?”
Xue Changqing replied, “Sister, it’s fine. It’s Mr. Fangzi Qiao and Mr. Nan Hanwen who are searching for His Majesty. Now that all sides have been pacified, the heroes and generals who once roamed the world in the last era, the famous kings and great men, have all passed away one by one.”
“If the names are not proper, then words won’t be smooth; if words are not smooth, then things won’t be accomplished.”
“Mr. Nan Hanwen proposed to officially establish the country’s foundation, to hold a ceremony to worship heaven and earth and inform all the people—a grand opening ceremony for the founding of the nation.”