Only Ning Zheng knew the inside story about this Night Emperor identity swap.
In everyone's eyes, the Night Emperor had already shed his shell like a cicada, showing the great noble spirit that blacksmiths were supposed to have:
The Heaven's Chosen fakes his death and escapes, never to be a slave.
On top of that, this "Night Emperor" who had gained his freedom and toyed with a True Immortal even personally crossed worlds to come back to Sword Casting Manor once more.
"The big shot's back."
"The big shot successfully faked his death."
"That's sick!"
Everyone crowded around to see their idol.
Right now, hundreds of public beta newbie players were coming in every day, they'd even started forming Embers Adventurer Teams, but the time was too short, they couldn't really take off.
They were extremely curious about and respectful toward this legendary AFK Emperor of Embers.
"Quiet down a bit, let me say a few words."
