"Elder Chrysanthemum!"
But just as Yue Guan was about to make his move, Chu Hao called out and stopped him.
"Kid Chu, what is it?" Yue Guan turned back and asked.
There was a hint of ingratiation in his tone.
Clearly, Chu Hao's performance over the past few days in Sunset Forest had left him greatly surprised and impressed.
Yue Guan was utterly shaken by his strength, aptitude, and fortune.
Anyone who was not a fool could see that Chu Hao's future was limitless, and that he was certain to become a peerless powerhouse of formidable strength.
On top of that, he was also Pope Bibi Dong's disciple, and was bound to become the heir to the next pope of Spirit Hall.
Being able to build a good relationship with him now meant possessing limitless possibilities for the future.
In this regard, Yue Guan had not done as well as Du Feng. In fact, at the beginning, he had even left Chu Hao with a bad impression.
Fortunately, he still had time to improve Chu Hao's poor impression of him.
Chu Hao did not respond. He merely cast him a cold glance, then slowly walked toward Dugu Bo.
Seeing this, Yue Guan could only spread his hands helplessly and tactfully take a few steps back, giving up the space.
When Dugu Bo saw this, his expression turned extremely grave.
He had not expected Chu Hao's status to be so high.
It seemed this brat really was Bibi Dong's disciple, a talent Qian Daoliu had taken notice of.
"Dugu Bo, submit or die!"
Chu Hao stopped a dozen meters away from Dugu Bo, an invisible pressure radiating from him.
This pressure seemed to come from the innate aura of a superior, making Dugu Bo feel considerable strain.
"I'd rather die than