"Your Highness the Princess, who is this?" Yu Cong was somewhat displeased. He had gladly accepted the invitation to come this time not only to discuss dealing with Ye Zhen with Phoenix Spirit Second Princess Jiang Huiying, but also because he had wanted to take the opportunity to be alone with her.
Yet before he had even arrived, a young man had gotten here first. That made him rather unhappy.
But what surprised Yu Cong even more was that, under his questioning, Phoenix Spirit Second Princess Jiang Huiying said not a word and instead slipped to the side of this valiant-looking man.
"Holy Son Cong has even visited my home, yet you don't recognize me?" Ye Zhen, who sat there without moving a muscle, suddenly laughed.
This greatly surprised Wa Ling Holy Son Yu Cong.
He had visited this man's home?
Then this man's identity and background were anything but ordinary.
After all, any residence worthy of receiving a Holy Son like him was far from ordinary.
Yet after Wa Ling Holy Son Yu Cong thought it over, he had no impression whatsoever of the man before him. He hurriedly cupped his hands. "Forgive my poor eyesight. I truly failed to recognize you. May I ask who you are, sir, and where your residence is?"
"My home?" Ye Zhen laughed again. "Holy Son Cong must know it well. My home is in North Sea City!"
"North Sea... City?" Wa Ling Holy Son Yu Cong first looked puzzled, then his expression changed drastically. He suddenly fixed Ye Zhen with a stare. "You are... Ye Zhen of North Sea?"
Ye Zhen did not answer. He merely flicked a finger, and a crimson Talisman Signal flew from his hand, soaring into the sky.
Almost at the same instant, a vast and powerful Dao