"Evil Monarch, what are you trying to do? We've minded our own, are you trying to fight me?"
The expert from the Blood Phoenix Race, Chi Huang, shouted sternly.
"It's not that I want to fight you all, but you have provoked me too much. I painstakingly had Wuxiang contact you, but upon meeting, you decided to leave, not giving me any face. How should I feel about this?"
The middle-aged scholar said calmly.
"Venerable Wuxiang, you..."
"You have actually pledged allegiance to Evil Monarch Wenti?"
Everyone was shocked and angry, looking at Venerable Wuxiang.
Venerable Wuxiang smiled slightly, saying, "He who knows the times is a fine man. Everyone, my master has profound strength and great ambition, he is the first below the Saints, known for his grand ambitions to conquer the four seas and sweep the eight directions. He is destined to enter the Ancient Saint Realm. Pledging allegiance to my master isn't necessarily a bad choice."
"You!"
"What a fine Venerable Wuxiang!"
