"Yang Wei... an anomaly in the Martial World. The conqueror of the Magic World and holder of the Five Supreme Magics. A Chaos Lord of the Celestial Altar. A transcendent being that possesses over three Epochal Laws, known far and wide as the Emperor of Magic..."
The young boy rubbed his chin as he spoke with his voice that carried a child-like charm that could only be called cute.
He tilted his head.
"...What's he doing in an apron?"
The boy folded his arms and grumbled a bit as he tried to understand why someone who was supposedly this powerful was wearing an apron and preparing to massage a woman. It made no sense at all to him.
"Well, Shen Bao did say he was a strange one," spoke a calm Yu Fa to the young boy.
