C6206 Lower Class

In the distance, a group of people, who had been watching, now knelt on the ground.

Song Qilin's body was shaking. He kneeled on the floor as a conditioned reflex. His face became humble.

A line of guards of honor walked over from a distance. Over a hundred royal guards were walking over with knives on their waists. They were escorting an exquisite sedan chair