Hu Yao and Murong Lang exchanged a glance. Hu Yao earnestly said, "If the leader angers Senior Taichu, the consequences would be truly terrifying."
Murong Lang nodded, thinking it true. Whatever Divine Son or Goddess, they wouldn't even be worthy to carry Senior Taichu's shoes if he was willing.
If because of this reckless fellow they angered Senior Taichu and missed the opportunity for guidance, it would be disastrous.
His hand slowly clenched into a fist under the table, a hint of murderous intent rising in his heart.
Hu Yao said, "Leader, it's not about whether he's powerful or not."
"Let me tell you, don't be afraid."
The leader thought to himself, what danger had he not seen before? He had been hunted by cults and now by righteous paths, yet still managed to handle everything and live well.
"Speak freely, I'm a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, I won't be afraid!"