"What did you say? Ninety percent?"
In the great hall of the Zhengyang Sect, Cheng Kun, upon hearing his confidant report on Hengyue Sect's situation, stood up from his seat in disbelief.
"What did you say? Ninety percent affinity? Are you joking with me?"
From ancient times till now, oh, to be more specific, since the Three Sects were established, such a high affinity host has never appeared.
If this isn't a joke, what is it?
"Master, this is not a joke, it's absolutely true, and the person with a ninety percent affinity with the Taixu Ancient Dragon's Spirit is not Chu Yi, who we considered, but Yin Zhiping from the Disciplinary Hall."
Cheng Kun snorted coldly, his eyes emitting a chilly light.
"I seem to have underestimated the Hengyue Sect. Looking at it this way, our opponent has already changed."
