At Duque's level, there were not many that could threaten Duque.
There were many capable people in the World of Azeroth, and there were many that were worth looking up to or being wary of.
When it came to Pandaria, there were only two existences that could make Duque take them seriously. One was Yashaji, and the other was this one …
Duque stood up, patted his clothes, and gestured, "Be serious."
The black dragon girl and Vashj, who had been a bit lazy a moment ago, immediately became serious, and tidied up Duque's clothes in an orderly manner.
Duque easily crossed the Teleportation Gate, and in the next second, he appeared on Mount Kunlai's Clear Sun Peak.
It was not as cold as Northrend, but standing on this snow-covered peak of Pandaria, he could still feel a chill.
The cold was meaningless to Duque, who had a demigod body. Moreover, as the Elemental Lord, Duque could control any of the four elements in the World of Azeroth at will.
The Ice Elements here had only sensed Duque's presence, and they had already cheerfully lingered around Duque, forming a small ice tornado. But this ice tornado was very slow, and the dust and snowflakes carried by the wind could be easily seen with the naked eye.
Duque did not care about the situation of the elements. From the start, all his attention was attracted by the old panda-man, who was leaning on a walking stick, had a kind face, and had extremely long white eyebrows and beard.
He clearly looked like an old panda-man, but even though he was a little hunchbacked, the natural aura he exuded made it seem as if he was one with heaven and earth. Duke could not help but raise his eyebrows.
Normally, every animal that was independent of the natural environment of a planet would have an aura that was completely different from plants. This person's aura was not like that of an animal at all. No, it was not even like that of a living creature.
Yet, it gave Duque a natural and harmonious feeling.
"Oh, hahaha! Mister's ability to control the elements is indeed amazing. That's great, please forgive this old man's impetuousness. If you're in the mood, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea, then listen to this old man's story? " The old pandaren grinned. Then, as if he was performing a magic trick, he conjured two mats, a short tea table, and a tea set.
"Honored guest, please take a seat."
Of course, he didn't want to sit cross-legged or spread his legs and directly sit down.
If Duque did this, the other party would not blame him, but would treat him as a foreigner.
As a transmigrator from the modern world, Duque knew the rules. He just didn't want to do it. In the end, Duque still did as the Romans do.
Kneel down!
It was a very heavenly style of sitting.
Although this was Duque's first time doing this, he had watched so many period dramas, and he had the System's help to replay the scenes. Moreover, after obtaining the body of a demigod, he had amazing control over his own body. As a result, Duque was able to sit up properly.
"Oh? Esteemed guest, you seem to have a deep understanding of the panda people's culture? "the old panda man asked with a smile.
"A little! A little! "Duque said humbly.
The old pandaren didn't point it out and began to make tea.
It was a little different from the way Duque knew how to make tea. The old pandaren's way of making tea was more old-fashioned.
It was obviously the simplest way to wash a cup with boiling water, but under the huge black bear's paw, it was unusually light and graceful, like a white crane taking a bath.
The tea powder that had been ground was scooped out of the teapot with a spoon. As soon as the teapot was opened, a faint fragrance could be smelled.
After picking out a small amount of tea powder, he poured it into the teacup, mixed it with a small amount of boiling water, and mixed it into a sticky paste.
Then, he picked up the teapot and poured some tea into the teacup …
The whole set of actions was done smoothly and harmoniously.
As Duque sat there, it was as if he was watching a godly performance.
Not long after, the tea bowl in front of Duque, with a diameter of 15 centimeters, was filled with a bowl of evenly colored, gently swirling tea.
"Please —"
Duke held the teacup with both hands and placed it in front of him. He used a small amount of wind elemental energy to gather the aroma of the tea into the breeze and send it into his nose.
At first, the fragrance was strong, but after a long time, there was a lingering fragrance lingering in the nasal cavity.
This feeling was very magical.
First smell, then taste.
It really was the best!
Before Duque crossed over, he was a boor. Tasting tea was not a skill that a college animal should have. He couldn't tell what was good about it.
This kind of tea that left a lingering fragrance in the mouth and teeth was definitely not a lie.
"The old man's tea … is very good!" Duque made such an evaluation after searching through his barren tea ceremony memory.
"Oh, hehehe! If I didn't specifically understand your origin, I would be more willing to call you Mr. Du according to the pandaren's custom, because I always feel that your surname should be Du and your name should be Ke. " The old pandaren said with a smile, "Of course, if you think this is offensive, can I continue to call you Mr. Marcus?"
Duque, who was mentally prepared, didn't have the slightest psychological fluctuation. He took a sip of tea indifferently, put down the teacup with both hands, took out a handkerchief, wiped the tea on the corners of his mouth, and then spoke.
"A name is just a code. Since Emperor Shaohao is an old senior from ten thousand years ago, then whatever you call this junior, this junior is willing to accept it. "
That's right!
The old pandaren in front of him was actually the last pandaren emperor, Shaohao.
Some people might ask, isn't Emperor Shaohao dead?
This … In the magical world of Azeroth, corpses could be resurrected after death, and ancient gods could come back to life after death.
Emperor Shaohao could split the entire continent and cover all of Pandaria with a fog ten thousand years ago. Did such a blockhead guy really not leave a will after death?
Du Mouke was the first to not believe it.
Emperor Shaohao smiled, "If it weren't for your decent appearance, I would think of you as a pandaren with the most complete and great inheritance."
"You flatter me!"
You're the panda! Your whole family are pandas!
Bah! Why does it feel like I'm not scolding people?
Duque, who was complaining in his heart, suddenly lost his temper.
"You and your alliance are too powerful, so powerful that even my clansmen and I are incomparably fearful of you. Regarding your invitation to us pandaren to join the alliance, my people and I have to be cautious. After all, it's easy to join a powerful cross-racial alliance … "
"Swallowed to the point that not even the bones are left?" Duque smiled.
"It seems that you really understand pandaren culture. This is what I'm most gratified about. Our pandaren's customs and living habits are quite different from the existing races in the alliance. There are countless powerful races in Pandaria. My ancestors and I spent countless years but failed to integrate them into an equal and peaceful organization. Differences in culture and ideology are the most likely to cause conflicts and even wars. "Emperor Shaohao sighed.
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