Bragging (3)

Zhou Jing smiled. He was waiting for the other party to speak.

Huu…

In the next moment, the wind started to gently blow.

He maintained his sitting posture, but his entire body floated in the air. His Daoist robe fluttered, and he looked like an otherworldly immortal.

Zhou Jing rode the wind and floated around the hall before landing back in his original position, smiling at the other party.

The Emperor's lips were slightly parted, and his eyes lit up. The surrounding eunuchs were even more stunned.

"Alright! The people say that Perfected One has the ability to summon the wind. I didn't believe it at first, but after seeing him today, I know that he lives up to his reputation!"

The Emperor cheered in surprise.

He was originally skeptical of Zhou Jing's words just now, but at this moment, his trust in him increased exponentially.

Beside him, Yin Nan swallowed. He was also shocked beyond words.