"You are doing well, don't worry, in the Taoyuan World, we need people like you, nothing will happen to you."
Yigen and Xue Keke smiled slightly and waved Zhang Zhou away.
Zhang Zhou nodded, "Thank you, Master."
Watching Zhang Zhou leave, Yigen and Xue Keke showed a satisfied smile on their faces.
When leaving, Zhang Zhou called him master, which meant Zhang Zhou pledged loyalty to him.
Zhang Zhou was a servant of his father. Choosing to pledge loyalty to him meant betraying his own father.
That Zhang Zhou would forever be tied to him, on the same chariot of war.
A mirror covered with intricate blood-red patterns was taken out by Yigen and Xue Keke.
The mirror shone brightly. He frowned, bit his finger, and let a drop of blood drip onto it.
A middle-aged man in luxurious clothing appeared within the mirror.
At this moment, he was sternly looking at Yigen and Xue Keke.
