"Who are you?" King Hu Fu furrowed his brow and looked at Macbeth as he spoke.
"Great King, please allow me to introduce myself," Macbeth bowed, "My name is Jones, from Pompeitz City."
"Pompeitz City?" King Hu Fu raised an eyebrow, "Isn't that Shatebo's city? So you're saying you're one of Shatebo's people?"
King Hu Fu's demeanor quickly turned somewhat cold and cautious as he questioned Macbeth, "Foreigner, what is your business here?"
"Great Your Majesty, please do not misunderstand, although I am indeed a foreigner, I firmly believe that one day Shatebo will fall under the territories of Pu Aiji, and Pompeitz City will also be ruled by Your Majesty."
King Hu Fu's expression softened slightly, but he said nothing.