Every minute Denise, Cranston, and Zakaria waited felt like a second. It wasn’t that they were bored, but they were all anxious as they were going to meet their king.

“Ma’am, is it true that our king is immortal?” Zakaria asked, sounding extremely curious.

“I’m not sure, but from what I heard, he can not only regenerate his limbs but he can also turn his age back if he wants,” Denise said. “Even if you put him in a blender and turn him into a pulp, he’ll still self-assemble and be reborn.”

“Eh?