But at this moment, the Great Yan Emperor had to admit that he had been momentarily shaken by the imposing presence of the man before him. For a brief instant, he experienced the sensation of breathlessness.
As if it wasn't a man standing before him, but rather a terrifyingly savage beast of the wilderness.
An existence even more horrifying than demons and devils!
Of course, such an illusory misconception only flickered through the Great Yan Emperor's mind, and he quickly dismissed it. Taking a deep breath, the Emperor strove to calm the tumult within him. The shock and complexity in his eyes were emotions that he could not completely disguise.
By the time he approached Fan Wu, the Great Yan Emperor had adopted a different mindset. The complex expression on his face was also finally masked. Then, with a rather polite tone, he asked Fan Wu, "Thank you, sir, for saving the Great Yan Dynasty. May I ask what you are called?"