"Thank you for saving our lives, Senior." The four of them bowed respectfully at Han Zhao, feeling uneasy. No matter how they looked at it, this senior did not seem to be here to save them. Instead, he looked like he was here to seek revenge on Immortal Monarch Heaven's Jealousy.
Han Zhao nodded calmly. His gaze swept across the four of them and finally stopped on Han Su.
"Fellow Daoist, how have you been?"
"Thank you for your concern, Senior. I've been doing well recently," Han Su immediately replied. Cold sweat had already begun to break out on his forehead.
When the other three heard this, they were all surprised. They did not expect this senior whose strength could be said to be heaven-defying to actually know an Immortal Official. What powerful connections.
"Senior, I…" Han Su's uneasiness had reached its peak. He was just short of kneeling down and begging for mercy.
"It's cold!"
"What happened?!"
