"Very well!"
Hearing Wu Zhukong's somewhat respectful yet flattering words, Mu Shiyi's eyes grew increasingly intense with golden light, as he voice resonated deeply: "It seems many have forgotten me after all these years!"
"Teacher, what should we do next?"
As Mu Shiyi's words fell, Wu Zhukong, perceiving a hint of underlying meaning, appeared quite excited and immediately asked, now seeming less like the dominant Palace Master and more like a student seeking guidance.
"The greatest enemy of Wuyan Palace is naturally Xuan Yin Hall, so let's deal with Xuan Yin Hall first!"
Without much hesitation, Mu Shiyi spoke, and his words sent a chill through the elders below, who then looked toward the old Palace Master with anticipation, wanting to understand where his immense confidence stemmed from.
