"Ahem." Yun Xiao gave a light cough, casting his gaze over the former followers of that foolish Young Dragon Lord. 0

He believed these people weren't dim-witted; when offered benefits, they'd accept them without pushing him to the point of charging them protection fees as well.0

Bai Lu, Gusu Yan, Jiang Dongcheng, Ah Jiao, the Bloodvine Young Master, and others quickly nodded discreetly, deciding to restrain their junior disciples themselves.0

"A celestial slave with quite some skill," Gusu Yan murmured appreciatively.0

"Stop underestimating him because of his status," Bai Lu said deeply. "Those who didn't realize this have suffered greatly. Missing that part doesn't diminish his intellect, talent, combat prowess, or ruthlessness."0

"Indeed..." Gusu Yan agreed with a nod, silently adding to himself, "What a pity. For a man, that's still crucial; without it, life loses its meaning."0

He couldn't help but glance at Mu Zixiao and Mu Zhilu. These two were geniuses on his level, even boasting higher backgrounds and stronger sects, more renowned than himself. But now... he could only click his tongue.0

"The pressure from the Southern Divine Dragon Realm must be immense. I bet he'll...0