"Trust Hall's Three-Eyed requests an audience with the Master."
The voice trembled with fear, for he was utterly terrified of the masked master. A mere wave of his hand could obliterate someone at the Human Immortal Realm Peak. Fang Yan's power was so uncanny, he truly couldn't make the decision himself. He desperately hoped no more unexpected events would occur, because he didn't want to die. After speaking, he stood there like a quivering quail, anxiously waiting for the masked man to appear.
A stick of incense worth of time passed in the blink of an eye, and suddenly the main door in front of him opened. The masked man emerged, looking at Three-Eyed kneeling on the ground, and asked, "What is the matter?"
