Early in the morning, the King of Mingji Nation had arrived at the Great Luo Temple? Jiang Liu's heart was secretly surprised; it couldn't be for him, could it?
If it really were for him, wouldn't that be placing too much importance on him?
Although surprised in his heart, Jiang Liu's movements were swift. After getting up and washing up, he quickly took Sun Wukong and the others to the main hall of the Great Luo Temple, where they met the King of Mingji Nation.
Dressed in a bright yellow royal robe, the King of Mingji Nation appeared to be a middle-aged man in his forties, who at that moment was conversing with Master Puhui.
When Jiang Liu and his party walked in, naturally, the King's gaze fell on Jiang Liu, sizing him up carefully.
"This must be the Holy Monk from the Great Tang, right? Truly young and promising indeed!" The King's gaze rested on Jiang Liu and after sizing him up for a moment, he said.