"Junior Jian Wushuang greets Daoist Master Xuan Shen." Jian Wushuang bowed very humbly.
There was almost no one qualified to be greeted in such a way by Jian Wushuang throughout Wusha Wilderness. However, Daoist Xuan Shen before him was undoubtedly qualified to accept such politeness.
The barefooted old gentleman who sat on the chair gradually opened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Yunfeng. "Governor Zhuo, would you mind if I have a word with the kid?"
"As you wish, Daoist Master."
Zhuo Yunfeng and his wife immediately stood up and exited the hall with their servants.
Shortly after, only Jian Wushuang and Daoist Xuan Shen were left in the main hall.
Daoist Xuan Shen casually waved his hand and manifested a layer of restrictive barrier around the main hall to prevent others from hearing their conversation.
