"Old Hongjun?"
Hong Yun frowned after finishing his meal, unable to make head or tail of it.
He had only just gone to Purple Cloud Palace before, and at the time, he had coaxed the old man into blooming like a chrysanthemum before fleecing him thoroughly.
Only ten thousand years had passed. Could the old man be lonely again?
Forget it. It's not like I have anything else to do. I might as well go see what tricks this old man is playing.
Then he looked at his disciples, wondering if he should simply pack them up and bring them to Purple Cloud Palace.
After all, grandparents doted on their grandchildren. The old man happened to be lonely, so bringing a few disciples to visit the old man might make him even happier.
With that thought, he asked them, "Disciples, do you want to go fool around at Purple Cloud Palace?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
After a long while, Ao Guang swallowed and asked in shock, "Master, is the Purple Cloud Palace you mentioned that Purple Cloud Palace?"
"Nonsense. Other than your grandmaster's dojo, what other place in heaven and earth would dare call itself Purple Cloud Palace?"
"If you're not going, forget it. I'll take Yun Xiao and the others. You can stay on Floating Island and watch the house!"
Hong Yun glanced at this foolish disciple, feeling rather speechless.
"I'm going, Master. Please be sure to take me."
Ao Guang shuddered, his eyes filled with pleading.
It was true that he worshiped Hong Yun the most, but who in the Primordial Wilderness did not know that Hongjun was the strongest?
As for this grandmaster who lived only in legends, Ao Guang's admiration for him was second only to his admiration for Hong Yun.
"Pathetic!"
Hong