Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

”General Zhao Feng flooded Daliang, achieving a great victory.”

With quick steps, Zhao Gao approached Zhangtai Palace and reported respectfully.

Anyone hearing this news would express extreme emotions, either rejoicing or indignation.

But Zhao Gao remained very calm, as if this matter was a trivial issue.

Facing the King of Qin, Zhao Gao always maintained a respectful and humble demeanor, not daring to reveal any servant-like attitude.

”Zhao Feng.”

”What a Zhao Feng.”

”He did not disappoint me.”

Ying Zheng’s face showed a hint of anticipated expression.

Only.

It came sooner than he expected.

”The messenger is waiting at the Morning Discussion Hall, and all the officials have gathered.”

”Would the Great King like to change into formal attire and proceed?” Zhao Gao asked respectfully.

”No need to change.”

”Proceed directly to court.”

Ying Zheng chuckled, standing up directly.

Then walked towards the outer hall.

Even though he wasn’t wearing the ceremonial robe for the assembly, he was still adorned in a king’s robe, without the crown but with the imperial diadem.

Even without the ceremonial robe, he exuded an imposing presence.

Every step he took enveloped an invisible pressure.

At the Morning Discussion Hall.

Ying Zheng had not yet arrived.

Holding the command flag and clutching the triumphant report, the warrior stood at the center of the hall, facing the surrounding Qin’s noble officials, and appeared somewhat flustered, looking straight ahead, not daring to be disrespectful.

This kind of formation, perhaps for messengers like him, was an experience of a lifetime.

Meanwhile, the surrounding courtiers gathered in groups, discussing amongst themselves.