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The Supreme of the World
What this title meant and how heavy it was, Hou Yuxiao at this stage did not know, nor could he fully comprehend.
But what he could be certain of was that when he walked out of the Bai Mansion, he was floating on air, with a swagger in his step as if he were the king of Tongling County.
He had never dreamed that after two years in this world, he would somehow be associated with the title of The Supreme of the World.
No wonder... no wonder Sikong Yue always seemed so composed, as if she knew everything, even about the merits and karmic obstacles, she knew it all too well.
If I had a dad who was The Supreme of the World, I'd be the same...
Sikong Xingzhou, The Supreme of the World, tsk tsk!
While feeling astonished, Hou Yuxiao also vaguely understood why a small disturbance in Zhaoyang could move the Bailu Academy, the Wanjian Holy Sect, and the Great Jin Dynasty—the three holy lands.
