"Yang Yunting, how do you know Minister Han's name?"
Within the light array, Daoist Zhuwu was excitedly questioning.
The Daoist in the green robe turned his head and glanced at the people around him. He lowered his voice and narrated the incident involving Han Muye at the Medicine Valley.
Rescuing the Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley, obtaining a promise from the Medicine Valley, and various sects trying to win them over…
Within the light array, the expression of Daoist Zhuwu kept changing.
"He… He has already reached the Upper Three Heavens?
"What does he want to do?
"Well, the Dao battlefield is no longer his stage…" A touch of desolation flashed across the face of Daoist Zhuwu. Then he quickly asked, "Junior Brother Yunting, you said you want to make friends with Minister Han?"
Yang Yunting nodded.
He knew this senior brother of his very well.
