Fulong Ridge outskirts, an unknown hilltop.
Standing on a gray-white stone, Di Xing leaned against a nearby pine tree, gazing at the distant Fulong Ridge, resembling a black dragon crouching.
"Mr. Gongsun has the power to subdue strange demons, definitely making Hongdu Institute view him differently."
"The Great Hong Imperial Court is too small; only in the Great Zhou can Mr. Gongsun's talents be fully utilized."
"By then, Incense Spiritual Energy and Lock Dragon Courtyard Secret Technique will be easily used and seen."
"Surely Mr. Gongsun will be very happy." Di Xing smiled broadly.
"Even though I acted on my own without consulting him, Mr. Gongsun surely wouldn't blame me."
"After all, it's all for Mr. Gongsun's benefit!" Di Xing was full of confidence.
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Fulong Ridge summit.
Chen Mu looked at the expressionless middle-aged man opposite him, wishing he could kill that bastard Di Xing.
The name Gongsun Sheng he had recently only told Di Xing and Yun Shan.
