Holy Master Cloud was born at the most ancient time when the Green Fire World had just been created.
Before, Jian Wushuang had only heard of this most ancient Holy Master, and it was the first time he had actually laid eyes on him.
"Are you Jian Wushuang?"
Holy Master Cloud cast a friendly gaze toward Jian Wushuang. "Not long ago, I hear that you've died. I was still privately mourning your 'death', but now I see that you're alright. I believe that the people of the Gold Kingdom will be pulling their hair out when they know that you're still alive."
"You're too kind, Holy Master Cloud," said Jian Wushuang, seeming somewhat humble.
"Well, since the six Green Fire Palace Masters are present, let's talk business," said the Samsara Temple Master, his tone extremely serious.
"What happened, Palace Masters?" asked Jian Wushuang with a frown.
