Ten days later, the space vessel jolted violently.
"Brother Yang, we're here," Gu Shaoqing said with a smile.
As the hatch slowly opened, dazzling sunlight streamed in.
Yang Fan stepped out of the vessel.
He froze slightly.
Outside the vessel, a dense crowd had already gathered.
Over ten thousand people stood in neat ranks, with red carpets spread along both sides of the road.
Countless floating devices hovered in the sky, continuously projecting brilliant displays of light.
Farther away, several thousand women dressed in gauzy robes formed a square formation and danced gracefully to the music.
Every movement was remarkably synchronized. They had clearly rehearsed for a long time.
At the very front stood a middle-aged man with a respectful expression.
The divine might faintly radiating from him revealed him to be a Third-Order God.
Yet his face was now filled with ingratiating reverence.
"The Rao Family head, Rao Tianming."
"Greetings, Young Master Gu."
He hurried forward, his expression exceptionally eager.
He even reached out, seemingly intending to take Yang Fan's hand himself.
However, before he could approach, Tang Yue stepped in front of Yang Fan, her cold gaze falling upon him.
The air instantly froze.
Cold sweat immediately broke out across Rao Tianming's forehead.
A Third-Order God—and her aura was even stronger than his.
He had not expected this young master of the Gu Family to have a Third-Order God protecting him!
Gu Shaoqing suddenly waved his hand.
"Family Head Rao, there has been a change in the person you investigated. You mistook the target."
"I'm Gu Shaoqing, and this is my Brother Yang."
"Oh, and these two seniors were specifically assigned to escort Brother Yang here."
Upon hearing this, Rao Tianming's pupils abruptly contracted.
Gu Shaoqing was merely accompanying him?
Two Third-Order Gods were protecting him?
At that