"Alright, without me and Linghu Ling covering for you in Dragon Gate, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to come to this meeting," Zhu Minglang said.
"You think I wanted to come!" Wu Xiao said.
"Have you become a True God?" Zhu Minglang asked.
The heights that Wu Xiao had once climbed, along with the Spirit Root he had acquired, should also position him quite high.
"I have become one..."
"Then there it is, don't be too greedy," Zhu Minglang said.
Wu Xiao's face was filled with bitterness.
He couldn't beat Zhu Minglang in a fight, and it seemed he couldn't out-talk him either.
He had to admit defeat.
Wu Xiao was like a young noble just entering private school, encountering the old school tyrant in class, and ultimately still couldn't avoid being bullied.
"What kind of god are you? The Emerald God?" Zhu Minglang continued asking.
"The God of Serenity."
"What do you do?"
