King zhongyun's face was filled with anger. This bastard!
Wasn't it just the identity of an emissary of the divine nation?
What's the big deal?
En, to be honest, he was indeed amazing. At the very least, the gravekeeper had to treat him with great respect.
"Don't bark like a wild dog, it's disturbing my peace." He turned his eyes and disdained to talk to King zhongyun. He turned to look at the young man in the crowd who had been silent the whole time.
The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a long-lost smile. Long time no see, Xia qingchen!
Hmm?
Everyone was shocked. This divine nation's emissary knew Xia qingchen before?
'This ...' How was that possible?
Xia qingchen lifted his gaze and calmly looked at the other party. "I haven't seen you for a while. I'm surprised you're still alive."
The messenger was none other than the undying doctor's disciple, saitian!
