"Chu Mu, when the competition for the World Throne takes place in the future, I'll take the Throne and give you the position of the Four Beast types." Ye Wansheng shrugged his shoulders and teased Chu Mu, who was standing on the magnificent Platform of Glory.
Chu Mu glanced at Ye Wansheng and raised his eyebrows, asking, "What exactly is your teacher's last will? Otherwise, how dare you brag so shamelessly?"
"Hehe, it's a secret!" Ye Wansheng mysteriously smiled, brimming with confidence.
If Ye Wansheng wouldn't say, Chu Mu could just ask Ye Qingzi.
"The Four Seats have appeared." At this moment, Ye Wansheng whispered to Chu Mu.
Immediately, Chu Mu's gaze fell on the four men in luxurious brocade robes, who were slowly walking over.
