As Chen Changsheng walked, he looked around. He could not stop praising Li Jing for managing Chentang Pass so well.
Before long, he arrived outside the Li residence.
Before he could decide how to phrase the matter to Li Jing, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Saint Master!"
The voice held seven parts surprise and three parts delight, along with boundless reverence.
A general clad in armor hurried over. Reaching Chen Changsheng, he disregarded the armor on his body and dropped directly to his knees.
"Li Jing, Commander of Chentang Pass, pays respects to the Saint Master!"
It was none other than Li Jing, Commander of Chentang Pass.
Li Jing had followed Di Xin for many years and was exceedingly familiar with his sovereign. Naturally, he also knew Chen Changsheng, his sovereign's master and the Saint Master of the human race.
After all, this man was the Saint Master of the human race. The martial cultivation methods passed down by Human Emperor Di Xin had originated from Changsheng Palace.
Li Jing had cultivated those techniques and benefited greatly from them. He had long yearned to meet the legendary Saint Master.
Thus, even with only a hurried glance, he recognized the man before him as the Saint Master he had admired for so long.
Chen Changsheng understood this as well and did not find it strange.
After all, Di Xin had told him that Li Jing was one of his most capable aides. It was perfectly normal for him to know who Chen Changsheng was.
Seeing people still pointing and whispering, Chen Changsheng quickly said,
"Get up. We can talk inside."
As the commander of Chentang Pass, Li Jing was kneeling in the street before an unfamiliar man. It was truly strange, so to avoid any unnecessary incident, Chen Changsheng stepped through