His Highness was already troubled by this matter, and these people were just walking into the line of fire. Wasn't this just giving His Highness an opportunity to lash out?

"I heard that some distinguished guests are staying in my Minjiang River area. I wonder how beautiful the scenery is there? It's quite interesting, actually. It's not easy for these distinguished guests to come to the Xuancang Continent, so they went to such a remote place instead of coming to the capital so that I could give them a warm welcome. Your Highness, don't you think this is quite interesting?" Xuanming asked with a smile, directly addressing the guests.

Sheng Chuyi cursed the Qiong family under his breath.

He's more trouble than he's worth; perhaps I shouldn't be so soft-hearted anymore.

But he remained calm and composed, and said in a gentle tone, "It is indeed quite interesting. Your Highness's capital is so prosperous that it is truly unforgettable. It is a great honor for Your Highness to go to such lengths for them. They are nothing but a bunch of lowly people who are not worthy of Your Highness's hospitality."

The implication was that they would definitely give an explanation for what the Qiong family had done, so that Xuanming could rest assured.

Xuanming was also aware of the mess between the Sheng family and the Qiong family, and seeing that Sheng Chuyi was so cooperative, he didn't want to cause trouble again.

He nodded and said, "I've heard that there are a few grasshoppers hopping around on the Holy Continent. If the Holy Family can't bear to lose face and deal with them, I'm willing to help."

"Moreover, the distinguished guest I painstakingly invited cannot appear as scheduled. I really need to calculate the credit for this. Please don't be impatient, everyone." Xuan Ming's expression turned cold.

If it weren't for the relentless pursuit of Mo Beichen and his group by the major powers of the continent, they wouldn't have had to flee overnight to Xishan and disappear without a trace.

He's just sick, not really dead. These people are getting increasingly outrageous.

Everyone's faces darkened upon hearing Xuan Ming's words.

A few unsuspecting people looked at each other in surprise. Had the Xuanming disease really been cured?

Mu Zhi, who was sitting to the side, glanced at Xuan Ming, straightened her back without making a sound, and supported him no matter what he did.

As everyone was whispering amongst themselves, a loud shout suddenly rang out: "King Mo Beichen of the Sumeru Continent has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.

Even Xuanming was somewhat flustered. He looked at Yingzhu standing to the side, and Yingzhu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what was going on.

Xuanming steadied himself and told them to quickly invite the person in.

After entering the hall, Mo Beichen walked steadily toward the center of the hall.

His gaze seemed to casually sweep over his surroundings, but in reality, he took in every expression on everyone's face.

When he saw Sheng Chuyi, his eyes paused for a moment, then quickly looked away, as if it were just a fleeting illusion.

A sense of doubt welled up in Sheng Chuyi's heart. He clearly felt Mo Beichen's gaze linger on him for a moment, and even sensed a faint hint of hatred.

But he racked his brains but couldn't figure out the reason. He had never met Mo Beichen before, let alone had any grudges or affections with him. Why would this person hate him?

Could it be because of the Qiong family that Mo Beichen also developed resentment towards him?

But that doesn't make sense either. After all, Mo Beichen had just entered the hall and didn't know anyone there. How could he be so sure that Mo Beichen was from the Holy Sky Dynasty?

Just then, Xuanming's voice interrupted Sheng Chuyi's thoughts: "Haha, Brother Mo, long time no see!"

Mo Beichen smiled slightly and replied, "Yes, it's been a long time."

The exchange between the two surprised everyone, but it also brought Sheng Chuyi back to his senses.

Sheng Chuyi shook his head, deciding not to dwell on what had just happened.

Perhaps Mo Beichen's hatred had other reasons, or it was just a mistake of his intuition.

Those in the main hall who already harbored ulterior motives were stirred by Xuan Ming's address to Mo Beichen.

When did these two become so close?

What exactly does the Xuancang Continent mean? Are they determined to help the Xumi Continent?

Some people thought this was just the hypocritical style of the Xuancang Continent, a mere formality of feigned benevolence and empty words.

Xuanming's tone was gentle and concerned: "You must have had a hard time on this trip. It's truly a joyous occasion that you've returned safely. By the way, why is Empress Yun nowhere to be seen?"

Mo Beichen's expression was somewhat cold as he slowly spoke, "We hastily made a bamboo raft that day, but we encountered a swift current, and the raft fell apart. We were soaked in the water for several days, and fortunately we met some fishermen who rescued us... Luo Luo's body was already very weak, so I told her to rest properly and didn't let her come."

Upon hearing this, Xuanming immediately said, "Then I will immediately send the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital to investigate."

However, Mo Beichen shook his head and refused in a cold tone: "Luo Luo's master and uncle are both divine physicians. With the two of them here, there is no need to trouble Your Highness any further."

Xuanming sensed a hint of dissatisfaction in Mo Beichen's words, and also noticed that he maintained a distant attitude. A deep sense of self-reproach and guilt welled up in his heart.

"It was indeed my oversight in this matter. I offer this cup of wine to you to express the gratitude of the Sumeru Continent for your help." Xuanming's expression was no longer as gentle as usual, but instead full of apology.

He picked up his wine glass and raised it high in the direction where Mo Beichen was sitting.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen simply stared at the glass of wine, as if deep in thought. Everyone could see that he had no intention of raising his glass.

Everyone was shocked once again upon seeing this.

They never expected that this king from the Xumi Dynasty would be so arrogant.

He actually dared to openly refuse the toast from the First Continent; that's incredibly audacious.

At this point, people began to discuss among themselves: "The king of the Sumeru Dynasty is too arrogant. The king of the First Continent personally apologized to him, yet he still puts on airs. He really doesn't know his own limitations."

"How dare a bottom-tier continent look down on us?" someone asked incredulously.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen finally raised his head and glanced at the people who were discussing the matter.

A slight smirk played on his lips as he said, "Hmph, fools, so what if I look down on you?"

This statement stunned everyone present, including the person who had just spoken up in mockery.

They never imagined that a king from the continent of Diaowei would dare to say such arrogant words.

"You, Mo Beichen, may have done favors for the Xuancang Continent, but you have no grudges against us continents. Are you so angry that you want to openly make enemies of the eight continents?"