Dragon God Palace.
Main Hall.
"Reporting to the Alliance Hierarch! Ximen Xuanzi requests an audience! He is alone." A soldier respectfully reported upon entering the hall.
"Has he come? Faster than I anticipated." Feng Wuchen said with slight surprise, then added, "Let him in."
"Yes!" The soldier immediately exited the main hall.
"As expected, the Alliance Hierarch has foresight! It's only been three days, and that old thing has already come seeking us!" Ye Tianwei sneered sarcastically.
"Heh heh, there'll be a good show to watch." Lin You grinned mischievously.
Everyone in the hall wore an expression of schadenfreude, just waiting for Ximen Xuanzi to make a fool of himself.
"Brother Feng, what if that old thing tries to threaten you with Long Nitian for the formula?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked with a frown.
Feng Wuchen shrugged and said, "Even if I gave him the formula, he wouldn't be able to refine it. Eventually, he'd still have to come to me."
