"He is our North King's Hall Young Hall Master—Ye Wudao. What do you think you should call him?" Xiong Fei said with a smile.
Boom!
Young Hall Master?!
The spiritual monkey was struck by lightning and then knelt down on both knees, fervently kowtowing as he said, "North King's Hall Twelfth General—the Spiritual Monkey—kneels before the Young Master!"
In the tranquil villa, suddenly a magnetic laugh was heard; "Get up."
"Thank you, Young Master!"
"Xiong Fei, Qian Lei, bring the Spiritual Monkey inside to talk!" Ye Wudao instructed.
"Yes!"
Soon, Xiong Fei and his three companions entered the villa courtyard.
The Spiritual Monkey didn't dare to breathe heavily, not daring to lift his head and look at Ye Wudao. This was the Young Master of the North King's Hall, whose status was far above the Twelfth Generals and the Five Beasts, even the legendary Three Madmen had to address him as Young Hall Master.
