"Young man, may I ask your surname?" Xu Di's tone was strange, both that of an elder and yet respectful.
"It is indeed Xu Xuan." Xu Xuan smiled helplessly and then flipped his wrist, producing a gold plaque with the Imperial Sky Number One Secret Order inscribed on it.
He had not wanted to acknowledge his identity, but now that he had been recognized, he decided to admit it generously.
Upon seeing this item, the people who had devoted most of their lives to study nearly fainted.
What was this? The saying goes, 'In the crowd once and again, he had searched a thousand times.'
"Let's talk in a secluded place," Xu Xuan said.
"Very well, please follow me."
The group moved to the museum's third floor and above, areas where visitors were not allowed. Two women followed Xu Xuan, completely confused and unaware of what was happening.
"Disciple pays respect to the Heavenly Master!"
As they entered the conference room, everyone bowed in unison.
The two women were dumbfounded.
