Shen Yanxiao stayed on the ship for three days. Every day, she would watch “his” royal relatives gather around and beat up and scold the real Mingye. She had also collected a lot of good things from “his” royal relatives.
Among these members of the royal family, which one was not utterly rich? Shen Yanxiao only needed to flick and point her finger to the object and, in the first instant, they would unconditionally offer it with both hands.
On the third day, Sal finally arrived with his men after rushing over.
As soon as Shen Yanxiao received the message…
“I want to bathe and change my clothes.” She said, especially haughty.
“Yes, yes; Your Highness, please!” A group of royal relatives enthusiastically supported Shen Yanxiao’s actions.
So what if Sal had arrived?
Let him wait!
Their Highness’ bathing was the most important thing!
The group of royal family then nimbly rolled out.
Shen Yanxiao took a bath comfortably.
On the coast, Sal stood upright together with hundreds of his undead soldiers, staring at the ship without glancing sideways.
A figure slowly came down from the ship. Sal, with his men, straightened up their waists immediately, ready to meet His Highness Mingye.
The figure who stepped off the ship was a middle-aged high undead.
“His Highness has just got up and is bathing and dressing right now.” The middle-aged undead looked arrogantly at Sal.
Sal’s face was expressionless. Looking at the colorful sunny sky, saying it was already noon was just about right. His Highness the prince could really rise… so early ah.
Ten minutes had passed since His Highness started taking a bath.
Twenty minutes passed and His Highness was still taking a bath.
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Half an hour passed, and His Highness continued to take a bath.
An hour passed by in a hurry and the noble prince finally stopped taking a bath. He sent an undead to convey that he was…
Currently having a meal!
As the noble prince of the undead, how could he meet people hungry?
That was too damaging to the prince’s delicate body!
Thereupon, Sal and his group of undead soldiers endured a battle with the sun for one hour after another. Their Highness the prince went from bathing and changing clothes to eating and drinking and sorting out his look.
He didn’t appear for three hours!
The undead were creatures of the dark. Although the rays of the sun were far less destructive to the undead than the sacred light of the gods, it still burned their skin.
Three hours later, under the scorching heat of the sun, many low undead had already fainted, but they dared not move because Mingye had yet to appear. They could only stand very honestly under the blazing sun; not just stand, but also stand straight as a ramrod at all times to welcome Prince Mingye who might appear at any time.
Over there, the group of royal relatives had set up small tents and had their entourage sit leisurely under the tent one by one, perfectly avoiding the heat of the sun. They sat on their chairs with their legs crossed, even holding wine with ice cubes in their hands.
The difference in treatment between the two sides was astonishingly huge!
Sal still remained expressionless, but there was a faint tinge of anger within his eyes.
He was the undead leader who had been personally chosen to take elite troops to the Hidden Dragon Continent. In the Howling Abyss, he was highly valued by the Lord of the undead. Otherwise, he would not have given such a heavy responsibility to him.
For more than a thousand years, he had left his homeland and gone to the Hidden Dragon Continent to fight for the growth of the undead. But now, how was this Prince Mingye treating him?
There wasn’t even an iota of praise, nor a little bit of appreciation. Instead, as soon as Prince Mingye arrived in this Hidden Dragon Continent, Sal had to face his initial show of strength.
Letting him and his men suffer in the scorching sun while those parasites enjoyed their predicament!
Sal was never an idiot. For him to become a commander of the undead army, naturally his mind was good.
How could he fail to see that these arrangements of Prince Mingye were to display his severity and power for all to see?