Creeak!
The door slowly creaked open, and Chen Xuan finally stepped out of the room where he had spent two days and two nights.
The sunlight was somewhat dazzling, yet exceptionally gentle, bathing him in warmth and comfort.
Hmm?!
After stepping through the doorway, Chen Xuan saw that Yuan Yi, the master of the Eight Gates, was already waiting in the courtyard.
Chen Xuan could not help feeling surprised at the sight of him.
Although he was stronger than this fellow, Yuan Yi was still the master of a major faction in the Black-Corner Region. They were hardly close, so surely there was no need for him to be this deferential?!
"Sect Master Yuan Yi, why didn't you send word? How could I leave you waiting in the courtyard? Wouldn't that make me a guest who had usurped the host's place?!"
Looking at Yuan Yi, Chen Xuan spoke slowly.
"Not at all, not at all! Your Majesty rules an entire tribe. Not only have you reached the Dou Zong realm, but to think you are also a sixth-grade Alchemy Master! You truly put me to shame!"
The master of the Eight Gates smiled at those words, a hint of flattery in his expression.
Naturally, Yuan Yi had his reasons for doing this.
This Queen had made such a stir by relocating from the Jia Ma Empire to the Black-Corner Region, and even Earth Demon Old Ghost had died at his hands.
From the moment he set foot in the Black-Corner Region, a great upheaval in its balance of power had been inevitable.
Yuan Yi treated Chen Xuan so respectfully because he wanted to curry favor with the leader of this newly risen, top-tier faction.
Only then would his Eight Gates have a chance of surviving the turmoil to come.
Chen