Huang Mozhi, the direct disciple of Emperor Fengdu, had appeared before them, and even more, he performed a grand salutation to Ye Xuan, how could they believe this?
"Sir, how well do you think Fat Huang has performed in this act?"
Huang Mozhi, no, he should be called Fat Huang, was now smiling obsequiously, and when he flipped his hand, something appeared out of nowhere—it was the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which even a Quasi-Saint yearned for.
"Haha, if we talk about the most capable subordinate I've had these past hundred thousand years, it would certainly be you, Fat Huang. You truly did not disappoint me."
Ye Xuan laughed heartily, taking the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his hand. Even Ye Xuan, who was normally unflappable, was extremely excited at this moment, his body trembling intensely, showcasing the extent of his excitement.
