He directly ordered, "Open the Dragon Subduing Platform!"
His voice was like heavenly thunder, shaking the ears and capturing the spirit. Those with evil in their hearts would find their souls scattered.
Ku Jue nonchalantly dug his ears and swaggered inside, not forgetting to call Jiang Wang, "Come along, dear disciple! What did your master tell you? How dare a mere head of the Dragon Subduing Hall not give your master face? They've opened the Dragon Subduing Platform for you! Do you know what kind of standard this is?"
He leaned close to Jiang Wang's ear, whispering with his hand covering his mouth, "The last opening was because of that bald group on Mount Sumeru. Now do you understand your master's status?"
Jiang Wang blinked, realizing that this yellow-faced old monk was indeed extraordinary.
The ominous welcome set by the head of the Dragon Subduing Hall had casually become his platform.
