ted to greet them.At first, their expressions were puzzled.But soon, both of them looked surprised.Yīyī's figure slowly drifted out, a little shy. She spoke in a soft voice: “Greetings, Second Senior...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.cords, assessed past military achievements, determined ranks, and received guard orders. The whole process was smooth and familiar.Before they had not achieved many military exploits, so they were all...
Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap