The room is large, so those outside typically can't hear what's inside, but Li Ang used Spiritual Enhancement to sharpen his hearing and gather the intel from the room into his ears.
"Greetings to the great Master of the Desert, the racing champion, the King of Combat, the foremost hero of the Flashing Field, and the King of Platinum."
Andasu's slightly spirited voice showered praises on the bloated leader of Flashing Field. Whether it's due to his own discomfort or his voice not suited for such words, it sounded extremely awkward.
"Rise, my racing ace, my White Wolf."
The deep and heavy voice of the Platinum King echoed in his throat and chest, he laughed twice, bringing out a severe phlegm sound that triggered a violent cough.
A maid brought a golden spittoon, allowing him to spit out several mouthfuls of thick phlegm, and then another maid lying on him cleaned the drool on his face with her mouth.
