A man clad in a bright red robe walked with a swagger, resembling a general or minister from the opera stage.
Though he spoke in a subdued tone, each word resonated like waves crashing, echoing throughout half of Yihai County City, amplified by the Indigo Treasure Pearl spinning at the ship's bow.
The Emperor? Praised in person? A remarkable talent?
Master Xuanji was taken aback. When did Bai Qilang's name reach the imperial ears?
As the local Cyan Register Daoist Official, he hadn't received any hint of this.
The man in the bright red robe stood on the deck, his narrow eyes scanning the surroundings.
His extremely light eyebrows furrowed slightly, indicating displeasure:
"Hmm?"
Master Xuanji's Divine Soul jumped violently as though pricked by a needle, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He hurriedly took a deep breath to calm his turbulent thoughts, stepped forward, and replied respectfully:
