The moment I was carried back to the Worship Hall by Qian Daoliu and became the Second Young Lady of the Worship Hall, the era had already begun to change.
Martial Spirit: Slaughter Angel, with innate full soul power.
Tang Hao: Old man here just came out to stretch a bit, or else you youngsters would have forgotten me completely.
Ye Xi: When you get old, find a good place to stay; otherwise, no one will bury you when you die.
Tang San, this is no longer your era—it belongs to me, Ye Xi.