Su Mo's words unconsciously led Wu Qian to see him as one of that group of people she could only look up to for all eternity.
Emperor Throne Incense are the most dazzling young Heavenly Prodigies in all heaven and earth.
They were proud and transcendent, yet the man before her was so gentle and refined.
Was he really one of those Incense? Yet he was so transcendent and free-spirited, meticulous in thought and profound in cultivation. How closely he resembled those Incense.
Yes, how had she not thought of it? A sense of fate making fools of people suddenly surfaced in Wu Qian's eyes.
She had only just become his follower, and if he was Incense...
"Sen..." Wu Qian slowly opened her mouth, only for Su Mo to interrupt her.
"Just call me young master..." Su Mo said.
Wu Qian nodded in agreement, then looked at Su Mo and asked fearfully and cautiously, "Young master, are you one of the Emperor Throne Incense?"
Su Mo paused, then asked in surprise, "What is Emperor Throne Incense?"
He wasn't one of the Emperor Throne Incense...
For some reason, Wu Qian let out a deep breath of relief. It seemed that, in her eyes, Su Mo not being Incense was very important to her... It was good that he wasn't.
Her desire to follow Su Mo was not because of whether he was Incense, but because of his refined and kind character. But if Su Mo were Incense, she truly would not know how to conduct herself...
A transcendent Heavenly Prodigy with profound cultivation, refined and gentle, yet unaware of Emperor Throne Incense... Young master, you truly are mysterious.
Wu Qian turned to look toward the boundless horizon and slowly asked Su Mo, "Young master, do you know of the Immortal Emperor