"Yang Zhen, thank you all for your help!"
Yang Zhen got up and saluted to the crowd.
"Oh, Emperor, we didn't help much!"
"Yes, we don't deserve Emperor's gratitude, we feel ashamed!"
Some powerful beings in the Supreme Realm and the Half-step Eternity Realm were flattered and declined repeatedly.
Jian Chen and Yan Cang found Yang Zhen's gratitude rather grating.
After all, they not only failed to cure the man, they brought him to the brink of death.
"Brother Yang, we are ashamed, had it not been us two..."
Jian Chen looked ashamed.
"Ah~ not at all, you two saying this makes me feel like a stranger, you meant well!"
Yang Zhen knew that even in the face of He Huan Old Demon's lustful power, those who dared to appear, even if he Yang family's fortune was guaranteeing it, he still had to accept their favor.
After having a brief chat with the ten emperors, Yang Zhen went over to Ye Feng.
"Thank you, Daoist friend, for your help."
