However, he found that no matter what he did, he couldn't bow completely, as if an invisible force was holding him up.
A gentle voice echoed in his ear:
"There's no need for such formalities, sit and speak."
Vine Grinding's heart slightly trembled.
Over the years, he considered that he had made significant progress and was now at the realm of a Class VI Dao Domain, but he didn't expect that in front of the Taoist Master, he couldn't even perform such a simple action as a bow...
He saw that figure in the green robe gently point a finger, and before him, a stone stool silently materialized.
Vine Grinding dared not delay, and he respectfully sat on the stone stool, recounting all the information he had seen, heard, and gathered over the years...
Half a day later.
Wang Ba mused thoughtfully:
"Earlier, from the news you and Yan Zhi sent, I thought the outside situation had stabilized quite a bit, but unexpectedly, it has reached such a degree."
