Countless questions flashed through his mind.
Without further thought, Wu Tian ordered people to go down the mountain to welcome Feng Yi, and at the same time asked the disciples to quickly prepare a banquet.
As one of the three heroes of the human race, he had no qualification to put on airs before Feng Yi, not to mention the relationship between Feng Yi and Mengdie, which couldn't be ignored either in affection or in reason.
Under the curious gaze of the inner disciples, the high-spirited twelve elders walked down the Immortal Mountain together and arrived at the foot of the mountain within a cup of tea's time.
"Hahaha, not sure which pleasant wind brought you to my humble abode, your honored presence excuses us for the lack of a proper welcome."
Zhui Hun laughed with nostalgia, and the twelve elders all cupped their hands in salute to him.
