Yunxiao gently jumped onto a big rock and sat down cross-legged, then beckoned to Yuan gaohan and said, " "Old Yuan, come and sit down. Let's talk about the Golden tadpole-like characters. You've been in the Holy region for so many years, so you should have a lot of information, right?"
Old Yuan:
Yuan gaohan's mouth was wide open. Yunxiao looked like an old friend, calling him around and chatting at will. And the strangest thing was that he did not feel uncomfortable, but felt very easy-going.
This was a situation that had never happened before among any of the younger generation. Even the true geniuses of the continent would always be submissive and respectful when they saw him. If he didn't open his mouth, he wouldn't dare to say a word.
Not to mention calling him 'old Yuan' and using the soul devouring banner to threaten and bribe him.
