"Young Master, aren't you going to ask us anything?"
"Yeah, yeah, Boss Ye, shouldn't you be asking us something? Why have you stayed silent for so long?"
Within the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal Space, A Yuan, the Xiantian Spiritual Treasure Twelve Yuan Chen Celestial Treasure Beads, and Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Ah Chou spoke up one after another, looking as though they owed Ye Zhen a tremendous debt.
It was understandable that Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Ah Chou could no longer hold it in, but if even A Yuan, the Xiantian Spiritual Treasure Twelve Yuan Chen Celestial Treasure Beads, could not hold it in, that meant only one thing—there was more to the story!
With no official post, one felt light all over. That was probably it.
After stepping down as Grand Marshal of the Eastern Expeditionary Army, coupled with the great victory at Great Long Mountain, Ye Zhen felt indescribably relaxed from head to toe.
He had already done his utmost. This was the best he could possibly achieve.
No matter what became of Great Zhou or the common people under heaven in the future, Ye Zhen could still say the four words: a clear conscience.
Thus, feeling utterly unburdened, Ye Zhen did not even attend the ceremony for his investiture as Sea Suppressing King. He simply found a place and silently went into secluded cultivation.
First, to heal his injuries. Second, to cultivate in seclusion and seek his own King's Dao.
At this moment, five years had passed since Ye Zhen stepped down as Grand Marshal of the Eastern Expeditionary Army.
Of course, those were five years within the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal Space. Outside, only nine days had actually passed.
Yet Ah Chou, the Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit who had remained in the Mirage Dragon Pearl Temporal