Root Bone Test

"What kind of attitude is that?" Hanhai Daojun had watched the Patriarch kindly greet him, only to get a disdainful snort in return. He immediately flew into a rage.

The man narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Hanhai Daojun. Apart from Emperor Yu and the first Imperial Preceptor, he had never seen anyone dare speak to him like that. In his eyes, Hanhai Daojun was already a dead man.

If this hadn't been the wrong occasion, he could have crushed this mortal to death a hundred times over with a mere thought.

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Xiantian Daoist hurriedly stepped between them. "Fang Ya, that's enough, that's enough. This was my fault. I shouldn't have greeted you so abruptly. He's shy around strangers, so try to understand."

If this had been the Great Yu era, Xiantian Daoist would have thought the other person simply didn't want to talk to him. He knew the feeling all too well. Cultivators in the Great Yu era could go half a day without saying a word; if they did make a sound, it was a cold snort, or else they'd gesture with their eyes. It was as if everyone were deaf and mute.

But this was the Great Xia era. From what he'd observed over the past six months or so, people in Great Xia were generally optimistic and outgoing. They wouldn't be so impolite as to snort coldly like that, so the other person was probably just timid and shy around strangers.

Gu Junye let out a soft sigh and said nothing.

The man was just about to speak when a commotion rippled through the crowd, cutting him off.

A cloud of mist rose, forming auspicious clouds that lifted Dai Bufan into the air.

Dai Bufan stood with his