"You do it!"
"Me? Do what?"
Su Yu himself, located within the sea of consciousness, had yet to react when he heard Qing Mo beside him!
"Didn't he say he wanted you to bow? Then bow to him, and let me continue afterward!"
"Senior! Since you're controlling my body right now anyway, you can just use my body to bow to him...!"
"Hm? What did you say? I'll give you one chance to reorganize your wording!"
"N-Nothing! I'll bow, I'll bow! Then you can continue, Senior!"
Quietly watched by Qing Mo's incomparably profound eyes, Su Yu himself immediately changed his tune before he could even finish speaking, terrified that a second's delay would earn him a smack on the back of the head!
"This disciple, Su Yu, pays respects to Ancestor Ye Xiong!"
Once Su Yu himself regained control of his body, he bowed respectfully with cupped hands toward Ye Xiong, who sat upon the elevated platform, before everyone in the Sacred Master Peak's grand hall!
The moment Su Yu himself straightened up after taking control of his body, control of it was handed back to Qing Mo within the sea of consciousness!
Seeing the arrogant, utterly contemptuous Su Yu respectfully bow to his own ancestor, Ye Feng, standing beside Ye Xiong, wore a smug smile!
It was as though Su Yu had just bowed to him, and pride surged within Ye Feng's heart once more!
"Now that this Sacred Son has paid his respects, why has Ancestor not returned the bow?"
Just as Ye Xiong, wearing a faintly disdainful expression and believing he could easily keep Su Yu in hand, was about to speak!
When he heard Su Yu below actually dare to demand, before so many people, that he—the ancestor—return the bow, anger instantly surfaced on that wrinkled