Xie Tian said one sentence, and the whole place fell silent as if it were a ghostly domain.
Chou Ao's eyes went wide.
The mouths of the people from the two sects dropped open.
The woman in the black dress and red skirt was stunned for a moment, then quickly covered her mouth to stop herself from bursting out.
However, covering her mouth resulted in tears instantly welling up in her eyes.
"Oh my, he, he, he, did he call him master ancestor?"
"Double benefit, huh..."
"What's he thinking... I got it!"
...
Everyone here was a clever genius. Moreover, the two people in red skirts had already guessed that Xie Tian would not acknowledge the identity of the Yin Yang Sect's junior patriarch, so they immediately understood that Xie Tian's flirtatious words were meant to untie the relationship with the Yin Yang Sect.
"He's doing it for the good of the Yin Yang Sect..."
"Indeed, the title of the Evil Emperor's heir is far stronger than Wenqing Hall..."
