Xia Wuyou's cries abruptly stopped, and he climbed up from the ground with astonishing speed.
He wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve, instantly concealing all exaggerated emotions. Except for his slightly reddened eyes, his expression regained some respect and shrewdness. But beneath that respect was an irrepressible anticipation and nervousness.
"Yes, yes, yes, please forgive me, Honorable Envoy. It's my fault for losing composure."
Xia Wuyou bowed and smiled apologetically, carefully inquiring.
"May I know what instructions you have for coming here, Honorable Envoy? This subordinate, Xia Wuyou, has been stationed here for ten full years and has a fair understanding of the conditions within hundreds of miles around. I will surely do my utmost to serve you!"
Gu Sheng withdrew the Token and said blandly.
"I am not the envoy of the Main Pavilion, just passing through here by chance. I am not here for you."
