Upon hearing this, Jiang Bei's gaze shifted slightly. He immediately cupped his hands toward the tall figure and said, "Jiang Bei of the Myriad Forms Bureau greets Lord Xiahou."
Xiahou Yuan slowly descended to the ground and stood with his hands behind his back. His tiger-like eyes first swept over Song Bo, who was covered in filth and looked utterly bedraggled. His brows furrowed slightly, but he said nothing.
Then his gaze turned to Jiang Bei. He looked him over from head to toe before slowly speaking in a deep voice. "You are Jiang Bei? You reduced Song Bo to this state in three moves. It seems... you truly possess the ability to suppress the Profound Fire Demon God. The battle report from the Myriad Forms Bureau was not exaggerated."
Jiang Bei cupped his hands. "You flatter me, my lord. They are merely insignificant tricks, not worth mentioning."
At this, an almost imperceptible glint flashed through Xiahou Yuan's tiger eyes. He waved a hand and said, "No need for false modesty. Ability is something real. Either you have it or you do not. To defeat Song Bo within three exchanges—such combat strength would still stand at the very top among the younger generation of the entire Myriad Forms Divine Mansion."
After saying that, he spoke no further. Turning slightly sideways, he raised a hand toward the main road leading deeper into the Divine Mansion. "Go in. The Deputy Mansion Lord has been waiting inside for you for quite some time. Do not keep the Mansion Lord waiting too long."
Jiang Bei solemnly clasped his hands and bowed to Xiahou Yuan. He then glanced at the ash-faced Song Bo beside him before turning to follow Lin Jing down the main road toward the depths of the Myriad Forms Divine Mansion.
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