"I-I'm not dreaming, am I? A Demon Beast-a Demon Beast just spoke?"
"What Demon Beast! That's a demigod! Show some damn respect! If you anger that being, a slight twitch of its claws could flatten the entire Southern Region, leaving nothing alive!"
"You're actually worried about whether it can speak? Shouldn't you be more concerned that it called that young man its master?"
"Master! A demigod called him master? Then what does that make him?"
"A god!!"
At that moment, in everyone's eyes, Chen Mu was a true god.
Because aside from a god, these mortals simply could not imagine what higher existence could stand above a demigod and enslave it.
"..."
The instant the word "master" slipped out, accompanied by that ingratiating voice...
Of everyone present, the one whose heart crumbled most completely was Yi Ge, the prince of the Roaring Tiger Kingdom.
He had never imagined-truly never imagined-that Chen Mu's background could be this immense. His guts had turned green with regret.
Had his physical condition allowed it, he would already have shifted his posture, knelt, and begged Chen Mu for forgiveness.
To spare him, and above all, to spare the Roaring Tiger Kingdom behind him.
Yet at that very moment, facing a Beast Taming with ten million years of cultivation, Yi Ge lacked even the courage to speak.
He was frightened out of his wits.
"Holy shit! Brother Mu, this mount of yours is a little-no, it's ridiculously powerful!"
Yet the Iron-Masked Man's next words shook everyone to the core once again.
"Hey! Did you hear that? The Killing God Pavilion's Pavilion Master called him Brother Mu? Brother?"
"I heard it." Someone nodded. "Loud and clear. The Killing God Pavilion's Pavilion Master really did call him brother."
"Gulp!" Someone swallowed, a thousand words clogging their throat.
"What?