The little spirit Lord of their Prajna village had advanced to the same level as a seventh or eighth-grade demigod.
Bai Ye touched his nose. He was too embarrassed to play dumb in front of his acquaintances, so he could only chuckle foolishly. Then, he went down the divine staircase under the escort of the crowd.
The people on the stage started to leave. As they left, they could not help but look at Bai Ye from time to time. After all, she was the number one person on the divine throne.
At this moment, the silver Dragon that was walking in front of Bai Ye and the others seemed to say something to their King-long Yaotian. Long Yaotian suddenly turned his eyes to Bai Ye.
As a silver-winged Divine Dragon of the silver Dragon royal family, long Yaotian's extremely invasive gaze made people feel very uncomfortable. However, Bai Ye looked back indifferently, as if he did not feel uncomfortable at all.
