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The Master was very angry.

For some reason, when those words came from Immortal Official of the South Pole, True Person Huang Long felt an inexplicable wave of panic.

As the saying went, habits formed in youth became second nature.

Back when he was still on Kunlun Mountain, nine out of ten times Primordial Heavenly Venerate got angry, it was because of trouble he had caused. Thus, the moment he heard Immortal Official of the South Pole say that Primordial Heavenly Venerate was angry, he instinctively panicked.

But then he began to comfort himself—don't panic!

After all, he had been out here this whole time. What did Primordial Heavenly Venerate getting angry have to do with him?

It couldn't possibly be that he had angered Primordial Heavenly Venerate, could it?

Since the anger was not directed at him, what was there to panic about?

Thinking that, True Person Huang Long calmed down.

He looked at Immortal Official of the South Pole and cautiously asked, "Um, Senior Brother South Pole, the Master is very angry. Why does he want me to return? It wasn't me who angered him."

Upon hearing that, Immortal Official of the South Pole did not answer right away.

Although he did not know why Primordial Heavenly Venerate was so angry either, based on his understanding of him, this was most likely indeed True Person Huang Long's doing.

Still, Immortal Official of the South Pole did not say that aloud. He feared that telling the truth would scare True Person Huang Long into running away.

Thus, he merely said, "How could we presumptuously speculate about the Master's thoughts? You will know once you return, Junior Brother."

With Immortal Official of the South Pole putting it that way, True Person Huang Long understood that he probably had no