A voice entered from the other side: "Can you hear me, your highness?"
It was Han Wuji.
"Yes, Wuji. Speak." Ashen spoke clearly.
"Your Highness, Lord Lei Tian Hao is ready to speak with you." Han Wuji reported. "Should I hand him the sphere?"
"Yes, give it to him." Ashen permitted.
Then, a deep voice came from the sphere.
This voice was deep; however, it was still incomparable to Shang Wu.
"Lei Tian Hao greets the ninth royal prince and the nephew of my master—Your Highness Fang Ashen."
He was courteous, and Ashen liked it. "I also feel blessed to finally get to talk to you, Lord Lei Tian Hao." He was polite. "Have you read the scroll from Uncle Shang Wu?!" He inquired.
"Yes, your highness." The voice answered from the sphere, "Would you like me to come to your side right now?" His tone was chivalrous, like a knight from fairy tales.
"No need to hurry, Lord Hao," Ashen replied with a polite smile. "First, I have something to ask you."
