"How did you recognize him as Ming Zhonghou?"
The Spendthrift was quite surprised; since it followed Luo Yihe, it had never seen this person.
And Luo Yihe, how did he know that the old man just now was Ming Zhonghou?
Luo Yihe showed his shiny white teeth, "Do you want to know?"
The sinister tone made the Spendthrift's hair stand on end.
"No, no need."
"In that case, three days from now, I'll see how you deal with that Ming Zhonghou. Although Mother says your and Foodie's strength is quite good. If you want me to acknowledge you, should you not show your strength? What I want is not a Sacred Beast that relies merely on brute force to succeed."
After finishing, Luo Yihe turned and left.
Leaving the Spendthrift alone, the north wind blowing relentlessly...
At the Nvwa Temple, every day was calm and uneventful.
Luo Shunchen led the officials in offering incense at the Nvwa Temple daily, praying sincerely, as did Yao Guang.
