"If I become your direct disciple, what benefits will I receive?"
Wen Qinglan looked at the man in the gold robe and asked.
"Presumptuous, do you know who you're speaking to?"
As soon as Wen Qinglan finished speaking, Kong Yuanxiu's face changed dramatically and he reprimanded her.
Kong Yuanxiu's outburst made Wen Qinglan's heart tremble slightly.
Although she guessed that the man in the gold robe was a high-ranking member of the Profound Lady Sect, she did not know his exact identity, nor could she discern his cultivation level.
The man in the gold robe emitted no aura, almost like an ordinary person, but he was clearly not ordinary; he must be a powerful existence returning to the true self.
"Kong Yuanxiu pays respects to Demigod Wu Ze."
At this moment, Kong Yuanxiu approached the man in the gold robe and bowed respectfully.
"What... he is actually a demigod-level terrifying existence?"
