"Dao Wushuang!"
Emperor Zuntian and Yue Ning Progenitor recognized the tall young man at once. They had never met Kun Zhou, who stood behind him.
"I'm sorry, senior. My master is rather cold-blooded. I apologize on his behalf for what he did to you." Dao Wushuang spoke up.
Emperor Zuntian fell silent.
Huantao had nothing to say, either.
"Don't blame him, either. That's just how he is. He even tried to kill me back then. Wanting to kill you or anyone else is perfectly normal for him. It all depends on his mood." Dao Wushuang said it as if joking.
The Venerable Lord's capricious temper was well known among a select few, so no one had ever dared provoke him.
Hearing Dao Wushuang's words, even Emperor Zuntian and Yue Ning Progenitor couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath.
He tried to kill Dao Wushuang?
Seriously?
Emperor Zuntian had no idea where the Venerable Lord was, but he couldn't bring himself to thank him for sparing his life.
Call him ungrateful if you wanted. He would never submit to someone who had enslaved his disciple.
"You don't need to thank him. He was the one in the wrong. Why thank him?" Dao Wushuang said.
"Dao Wushuang, Huantao..." Emperor Zuntian began.
"To be honest, senior, no one can interfere with what my master has done unless he withdraws it himself." Dao Wushuang knew what Emperor Zuntian meant and shook his head.
Emperor Zuntian was startled. If even Dao Wushuang put it that way, just how powerful was the Venerable Lord really?
"Still, don't worry. She'll be fine. You could even say she's turned misfortune into a blessing." Dao Wushuang said.
"Turned misfortune into a blessing? Being enslaved is a blessing?"
Emperor Zuntian shot back, "Are you saying she's gained great strength by