Emperor Mo Zhe felt the barrier in his heart melt away with Jiang Chen's sincerity, and he sighed lightly, "I was once foolish to join the Windcloud Sect. If I refuse Veluriyam Capital this time, I fear I'd be foolish again. Young Master Jiang Chen, since you do not despise me, Mo Zhe, from this moment on, I am willing to seek shelter under your command, content to be a mere foot soldier before your tent."
"Haha, this is indeed the Emperor Mo Zhe that I know." Emperor Jing Zhong laughed heartily and slapped Emperor Mo Zhe on the shoulder, "Old Brother Mo, you, Emperor Peerless, and I are all kindred spirits; why should we part ways and walk our separate paths?"