Xiao Xi

The title "Senior" felt nowhere near sufficient to describe even a fraction of the person before him.

This was clearly a... god walking among mortals!

No, perhaps even the gods would bow before him!

Xiao Xi was so startled by her master's actions that she jolted. She hurriedly knelt as well, her petite body pressed to the ground as she trembled, unable to utter a word.

Xuanyuan's gaze lingered on them for a moment. There was no pity in his eyes, nor any haughty arrogance, only pure scrutiny.

"Get up."

He spoke calmly. "I'm not one to be knelt to."

Those words carried an unquestionable authority.

Mo Yuan and Xiao Xi felt a gentle yet irresistible force lift their bodies, making them stand up despite themselves.

"Sen... Senior..."

Once he had steadied himself, Mo Yuan remained slightly bent at the waist, keeping his posture as humble as possible. He asked cautiously, "This junior... this junior dares to ask, what exactly is that 'Shadow God Hall'...?"

He knew that he and Xiao Xi were alive only because the person before them had allowed it.

And after provoking a terrifying force like the Shadow God Hall, their fates were now tied to this mysterious senior.

The corner of Xuanyuan's mouth curled in a barely perceptible smile, tinged with mockery and disdain.

"The Shadow God Hall? Just a nest of rats hiding in a gutter."

His tone was even, yet Mo Yuan's heart pounded wildly.

The Shadow God Hall's envoy, who had seemed like a heavenly god descending to earth, was merely a gutter rat in this senior's eyes?

What kind of terrifying existence stood behind this "nest of rats," then?

And what level of being was this senior, who could dismiss a "nest of rats" like that?

Mo Yuan didn't dare imagine