From where they were standing, they could see people walking back and forth in the city, looking so harmonious just like an ordinary town if not for the impenetrable, tall gate that looked very imposing, making the Hidden City look like a giant fortress.
Ouyang Xueqing and Mo Yujian descended just in time for Yang Shi to kneel by Mo Yujian's side, solemnly extending the long awaited welcome. Ouyang Xueqing looked around in interest, Yang Shi wasn't even included in her sight.
On the other hand, Mo Yujian sidestepped to avoid the elderly man's worship.
Yang Shi lifted his head, pupils shaking. "M—My King?"
Mo Yujian opened his mouth after a long time. "You have got the wrong person."
