Du Ji and Xin Rong followed their lords and knelt. Amon followed suit. He looked at the man on the throne. The lighting in this place was dim, but Amon had no problem since his eyes could see in the dark. Nevertheless, he couldn't quite make out the man on the throne. It was as if a blurry veil was obscuring the man.
Mo Wang rose from his throne and walked over. Amon saw that everyone hung their heads low. While he was curious to see what Mo Wang looked like, he also lowered his head. He didn't want to risk offending the ruler of this realm for mere curiosity.
When Mo Wang arrived, all he saw were his feet.
"Rise," Mo Wang commanded.
