174: C174 Complaining

C174 Complaining

"Then thank you, Prime Minister."

Yan Su nodded at the boss and left.

Gui Wu complained, "Why are you so late? The guests are already here. Hurry up and change your clothes."

When they entered the changing room, there was a white official robe embroidered with python patterns on the hanger. The embroidery was exquisite and the design was exquisite.

Gui Wu carefully took off the python robe. Yan Su frowned slightly. "Gui Wu, are you sure you want to stay and wait for me to change clothes?"

Gui Wu's pretty face turned red. She inadvertently revealed her little daughter attitude which made people feel pity for her. She put down the python robe and ran away.

After a moment, Yan Su clumsily buttoned his buttons and said regretfully. "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have teased her. Who designed the clothes? It's too troublesome to wear them."

A shadow flashed! Gui Wu appeared behind Yan Su with a red face. She reached out two slender white hands to help him tidy up the wrinkles on his clothes.

Yan Su smiled and handed over all these complicated matters.

Looking at the stalwart man in front of her, Gui Wu's heart could not help but beat faster.

Even if it was a mountain of blades, a sea of blood, Even if the battle situation was tragic, Gui Wu had never frowned. She had never shown such a cute little daughter attitude.

Through the mirror, Yan Su saw this scene and felt extremely gratified in his heart.

Gui Wu was a girl after all. She should have left the war and become the target of protection.

How could she let fate do something to her? She forcefully turned a charming beauty into a god of slaughter with the Blood Sea Asura.

"In the future, smile more and gradually adapt to the life of a normal person."

Yan Su rarely showed a tender side in front of his subordinates. He was only iron-blooded.

Gui Wu was stunned and immediately said, "As long as I follow by your side, Gui Wu is satisfied. What kind of life is not important."

Yan Su smiled helplessly. War changed too many people. It was not just fate. And something deeper.

A few minutes later, Yan Su stood behind the curtain.

The master of ceremonies announced, "The King-Conferring Ceremony begins now!"

Shua! The curtain was lifted, and a stalwart figure had his back to the crowd.

Several lights were focused on his body, and the white embroidered golden python robe was shining brightly.

Below the stage, Yem Qi's eyes were wide open! This back view... was too familiar. Could it be Su?

Impossible! If it was Su, why would the people of Yem family call him a retired Big Head Soldier? Coincidentally, the Prime Minister said, "Madam Yan, you married a good husband. He is the greatest hero in the history of China.

Defeating a powerful enemy by himself. His deeds are enough to make history."

Boom! Yem Qi's head seemed to have exploded and her face was blank.

I would like to invite the Minister of Rites of China, Xu Anguo, to be crowned as Commander Yan. "

"Three years of country war, Yan Shuai has made an undying contribution to protect the billions of people of China from the flames of war. This achievement is magnificent, and it will forever be recorded in the annals of history."

A luxuriously dressed elder walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger, standing on the steps in front of Yan Su. He took the platinum crown from his assistant and carefully placed it on Yan Su's head, adjusting it slightly until it was properly worn.

"I hereby announce on behalf of the Ministry of Rites and China that from this moment on, Yan Shuai will be given the title of Heavenly King!"

Yan Su turned around with a solemn expression.

Immediately, thunderous applause sounded.

More than 80% of the guests who were attending the ceremony today came from the War God Legion. They had witnessed Yan Shuai's coronation with their own eyes. Immediately, tears welled up in their eyes.

They clapped their hands with all their might and shouted, "Long live the Heavenly King! The noisy shouts immediately became orderly and the sound shook the sky.

"Long live the Heavenly King!"

Yan Su's gaze landed on Yem Qi and immediately became tender.

Yem Qi had already shed tears. No wonder. For three years there had been no news of her husband.

Because he was the commander of an army! During the war, the personal situation of the guards was strictly confidential, and above the commander level was classified as top secret.

As for Yan Su, it was the highest SSS level secret. In the entire Shenzhou, there were only a handful of people who had access to it.

Even today's King-Conferring Ceremony, participants had to sign a confidentiality agreement and swear to keep their mouths shut. Whoever dared to leak it would be severely punished.

Although the war had ended, the disputes would never end.

Yem Qi looked at the man on the stage with love in her heart and thought, This is my husband, he is a hero! Grandfather, did you see it in heaven? On the noble platform, several lights gathered.

The auditorium was filled with people.

Today, this was Yan Su's home ground. Everyone was watching.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

Yan Su's tone was bold as he looked down on everyone.

"Long live the Heavenly King!"

Everyone shouted in response.

"This King swears to protect our country! With my life's strength, I will protect the billions of people of China and protect them from the enemy's invasion, and prevent them from being destroyed by the flames of war."

The heroic oath was strong and powerful, and its voice entered the hearts of the people.

"Long live the Heavenly King!"

Yan Su held his chin high and raised his right hand, shouting loudly, "The people of China are safe and sound for ten thousand years."

"Long live the Heavenly King!"

In the end, Yan Su's gaze fell on a person.

His wife, Yem Qi, had long stopped crying.

"When the State of Wei returns, we are only willing to protect our home."

Yan Su's tone also became tender. He owed his wife a lot and would do everything he could to make up for it.

The master of the ten thousand tigers and wolves clenched his right fist in front of his chest and shouted in unison.

"Protect the country!"1

"Protect the country!"

[Defend the country! Protect the country! Protect the country! Protect the country! Protect the country! Protect the country! Protect the country! Protect the country!]

The hotel's soundproofing was very good, but it still could not stop the thunderous sound.

Outside the door, everyone was infected.

Every face could not hide the excitement.

The guard who was in charge of the security duty involuntarily straightened his body and gripped the steel gun in his hand tightly.

He was proud that he was a warrior! He was proud that he came from the War God Legion! In the lounge area of the main hall, the four members of the Yem family had complicated expressions on their faces.

Resentment! Regret! Unwillingness! He should have stood at the venue of the ceremony and shouted together with the others, congratulating the Heavenly King on his coronation.

But at this moment, he was holed up here, not daring to go out.

The second segment of the King-Conferring Ceremony, everyone pays their respects! In the middle of the audience stands, the Prime Minister stood up and said with a smile: "This Prime Minister represents the people and congratulates Heavenly King!"

The people in the back rows stood up one after another to shake hands and congratulate Heavenly King. They were all full of smiles.

The third event of the King-Conferring Ceremony, thank you.

Yan Su gave a standard military salute to the people below the stage. His expression was firm, and his eyes were burning. He swept his gaze across everyone's faces.

"Thank you, honored guests who came from afar. I can only serve my country. I will not hesitate to die a hundred times."

The head of the Rites Department, Xu Anguo, announced in a clear voice, "The ceremony is complete!"

Yan Su took a big stride and jumped down, standing in front of Yem Qi.

Yem Qi threw herself into his broad chest and the two of them hugged each other.

Hua! The applause was thunderous.

The people outside did not know what had happened. Their faces were full of anxiety as they craned their necks to look.

Backstage, Bao Xiong wiped his tears with force. He was pleased with himself. "How is it? The ceremony is going well, isn't it? Who said that I, Old Bear, only know how to charge forward? Nothing else is a problem!"

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