Chapter 714: Chapter 392: A Group of 25-Year-Olds (Asking for Monthly Passes)
“It’s the little fellow from Empress of the East’s side.”
The older disciple seed indifferent on the surface but was sowhat surprised at heart, because according to the ssage Ying Muyao sent to Bailuo, it seed that she treated Zu Taichu as a close confidant.
But what was this now, another double-crosser?
“Show so respect in your tone, Zu Taichu.”
Dumu’an was very dissatisfied with Zu Taichu’s attitude. As the weakest among the Seven Crown Emperors, he dared to be so presumptuous in front of his queen. Could it be that he thought Dumu’an was already dead?
“I just have a question I want to ask,” Zu Taichu, without regard for anyone else’s attitude, walked straight forward, “Wasn’t it agreed upon that as long as I joined, I would get to et the Great Philosopher and then receive answers from him?”
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He leaned on his cane, his white hair full, the old face covered with wrinkles, and his squinting eyes not focusing on Zu Taichu, yet the latter’s heart raced, ready to respond to his attack.
“Don’t worry, I have no intention of being your enemy, but please, young man, understand so manners.”
Having said that, the old man then ca before the older disciple, smiling, “Really strange, what happened to you, why have you changed so much?”
“If it had been the previous you,” the old man looked back at Zu Taichu, “he shouldn’t still be alive.”
“People always change, old man.”
The older disciple sat in the courtyard, crossing her legs in the style of a queen, and then rested her hands on her knees.
She didn’t know who the old man before her was, but through the queen’s residual mory, the older disciple noticed how much Isefia valued the old man: ‘He’s very strong, much stronger than everyone in the Seven Crown Emperors.’
“It doesn’t matter.”
The old man sighed, “No matter what, as long as you can make the decisions, that’s fine.”
After speaking, the old man moved to stand behind the Queen, like a mighty protector ensuring that no one could touch her.
“What exactly is going on now?”
Another figure removed his hood, revealing himself to be the Eastern Conquest Emperor who had previously helped Bailuo during the eting of the Kings: “A family gathering?”
“Dumu’an, I, the boy from the Far North,” the Eastern Conquest Emperor looked towards the old man, “and you, elder brother, it’s really unexpected that all of us fellows could gather together like this.”
“Indeed, it’s not easy.”
What these people were saying had already beco a blind spot in her knowledge; the Queen did not have the mory of this part.
“Don’t lump in with you two, elders.”
The Supre Emperor of the North shrugged his shoulders, indicating he didn’t want to join the old n’s gathering: “I am much younger than you both.”
“Isn’t that right, Dumu’an?”
“Don’t try to cozy up,” Dumu’an said, “If you’ve been awake all this ti, why have you only just arrived? Or do you still regard Yagen that highly?”
‘Yagen!’
The elder sister heard this na for the first ti, but she was unsure if it was a person’s na, an item, or a place or organization.
Bailuo had not disclosed Yagen’s existence to the elder sister, or rather, he couldn’t ntion to anyone that he had seen Yagen.
Moreover, the elder sister distinctly noticed that when Dumu’an ntioned the na, the unknown old man, the Eastern Conquest Emperor, and the Supre Emperor of the North all beca alert to sothing simultaneously.
“You’re too arrogant, Dumu’an.”
The face of the Supre Emperor of the North darkened, his eyebrows furrowing: “Who gave you the courage to utter that person’s na directly?”
“It is you who are scared, isn’t it?”
Dumu’an and the Supre Emperor of the North were old acquaintances, but at this mont, they seed to have so kind of discord the elder sister was unaware of: “Yes, of course, you’re scared, after all, she is your…”
“Enough, Dumu’an!”
The Eastern Conquest Emperor suddenly spoke, causing Dumu’an to swallow back the words he was about to say, although he was still very dissatisfied: “Can’t I even speak of it? You are afraid of her, I am not.”
he elder sister had grasped the majority of the trade’s highest leadership layer.
Nevertheless, this also shocked the elder sister greatly because almost all of the seven people present wielded Superior Miracle Power.
Although the Supre Emperor of the North was not a Master of Miracles, his sister was one of the mightiest figures on Miracle Continent.
Regrettably, the last two individuals remained silent and unwilling to remove their hoods, preventing the elder sister from gauging their identities.
“The reason for summoning you all this ti is mainly for two matters,” suddenly, the elder sister’s tone changed, becoming more confident and casual: “First is about Saros; no one is to be his enemy.”
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