The First Tyrant of Daxia

Wycliffe knelt from morning to afternoon.

Isabella, Murong Shunhua and others returned after touring the royal city.

Wycliffe was still kneeling outside the hall. His eyes turned black, his legs and feet became weak, and his knees seemed to be connected to the ground below.

At this moment, he suddenly saw Isabella coming back with the other girls with a smile on her face.

Suddenly, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and hurriedly said, "Queen Isabella!"

Isabella frowned slightly and saw Wycliffe kneeling in front of the hall.

"Who are you?" Isabella had never seen this man before and was somewhat puzzled as to why he was kneeling in front of the hall and calling her name.

Gongsun Wan'er even circled around Wycliffe with a smile on her face. "This man is sweating all over. Has he been kneeling here all the time?"

Wycliffe said quickly: "Lady Isabella, I am the envoy of the Kingdom of Lakis!"

"The envoy of the Kingdom of Lakis?" Isabella was a little confused. "Why are you here?"

Of course she knew about the Kingdom of Lakis and had even been to this small country.

Wycliffe said with snot running down his face, "I am the envoy of the Kingdom of Lakis. I came here to talk with the Emperor of Daxia in accordance with the will of my king. But who would have thought that the Emperor of Daxia not only did not summon me, but also asked me to kneel here and wait!"

“This wait lasted a whole day!”

The reason why he said all this to Isabella was that he hoped Isabella would let him get up. He felt like his knees were about to rot from kneeling.

If he continues like this, he will definitely die here.

In his opinion, Isabella is the queen of the Ptolemaic dynasty. She wouldn't have to listen to Qin Yun in her territory, right?

"Oh?"

Isabella asked, "Why did His Majesty let you kneel here?"

The guard at the side told everyone the whole story.

After hearing this, Isabella's pretty face drooped immediately: "So that's how it is. You angered His Majesty, so His Majesty punished you."

"You deserve it!"

Isabella waved her hand with authority, "Keep kneeling!"

"you!"

Wycliffe showed a look of rage on his face, and then his expression changed, and he said sarcastically: "Isabella, as the queen of the Ptolemaic dynasty, you are actually afraid of an Eastern emperor in your own palace. If this gets out, I don't know how many people will laugh at you!"

"You fool who doesn't know how to live or die! Don't you know that His Majesty Qin Yun is the God of the Ptolemaic Dynasty?! His Majesty's will is my will!"

Isabella looked at Wycliffe with cold eyes, "I tell you, even if His Majesty wants to kill you here today, I will not only not stop you, but I will also hand His Majesty a knife."

"You..." Wycliffe was stunned.

Although the Ptolemaic Dynasty is very close to the Kingdom of Rakis, Wycliffe only recently returned to the Kingdom of Rakis.

Because of his rich study experience and wide range of friends, he was sent as an envoy to the Kingdom of Lakis.

So he didn't know about the chaos of the Ptolemaic dynasty.

Isabella saw this and didn't even look at him again, she just walked past him.

Murong Shunhua and other women also walked past with cold faces and disdain.

Only Gongsun Wan'er smiled beside him and said, "I tell you, if it were me, I wouldn't stand this humiliation at all and would just get up and leave. It's better not to be an envoy!"

"you!"

Wycliffe was so angry that he almost spurted blood.

How could he not hear that Gongsun Wan'er was teasing him?

If he really dared to get up and leave, he might be beheaded in the next second.

This lively and cute girl who was watching the show and smiling happily wanted him to die!

Gongsun Wan'er smiled, ignored him and left.

It was not until the evening that Wycliffe was summoned by Qin Yun.

But at this time, Wycliffe, who had been standing outside the hall for a whole day, no longer had any of his sharpness.

When he saw Qin Yun sitting on the throne, Wycliffe knelt down in front of Qin Yun without saying anything.

"Meet the Great Xia Zi!"

Wycliffe said respectfully.

Qin Yun looked at Wycliffe in the hall and said calmly, "Are you not pretending anymore?"

"I dare not." Wycliffe smiled bitterly.

Because he had been kneeling outside the temple for a whole day, his skin had turned red, and he smelled of sweat and looked miserable.

He was really afraid that Qin Yun would kill him. He knew that the King of the Lakis Kingdom would never take revenge on Qin Yun because of him.

So, screw the Kingdom of Laches, what's wrong with me bowing down to you?

"Tell me, what does it mean that the Kingdom of Lakis refuses to surrender?" Qin Yun looked at Wycliffe with a cold face.

Seeing that the matter had finally come to the point, Wycliffe said quickly, "The Emperor of Great Xia, my King, and even the Dragon Power of Great Xia, are naturally very willing to submit."

"Since you are willing to surrender, why are you still resisting?" Qin Yun said angrily, "Don't you know that I can summon a million troops in an instant with a wave of my hand, and it will only take a moment to flatten the Kingdom of Lakis?"

"Or are you deliberately demonstrating to me?!"

Qin Yun's dragon eyes seemed to radiate a gaze that could chill one's entire body.

"No way! Your Majesty! No way!" Wycliffe begged for mercy quickly.

"Humph!" Qin Yun stared at Wycliffe coldly, "Why don't you tell me the truth? Otherwise, I will leave your life here!"

Wycliffe shrank his neck in fear and showed a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, don't be impulsive. Listen to me."

Qin Yun looked at him steadily, waiting for his next words.

Wycliffe said: "Our Kingdom of Laches seems to be at peace with the world and no one interferes with it. In fact, the Kingdom of Laches has been controlled by the Roman Empire."

"This time General Fu Long is leading a large army to fight. In fact, our king is very eager to submit to your majesty. After all, your majesty has fought many battles in the south and the north, and everyone in the world knows that you are the famous emperor of the Great Xia!"

"We dare not be your enemy."

Qin Yun frowned slightly: "People from the Roman Empire?"

He suddenly remembered that Pesaka, whom he met at the Cullivan gold mine, was from the Roman Empire and was also the Pope's man.

"Yes!"

Wycliffe continued, "The Roman Empire has taken control of our kingdom and is controlling the king like a puppet. They did not allow us to surrender to Your Majesty and forced the king to send out 50,000 troops. Together with the 50,000 glorious warriors they sent, they managed to capture your General Fu Long through conspiracy and deception."

"But don't worry, the king doesn't dare to be your enemy and has not put General Fu Long's life in danger."