As for Chen Kaiwen and Yan Kang, their reaction was worse than Mo Xiao when they heard what he said.

In the Divine World, the King of Grandmist was a taboo existence. No one dared to speak of his title in public, much less his name. Even Mo Xiao, as unrestrained and reckless as he was, he didn’t dare to step out of line. In front of the King of Grandmist, he was nothing more than a junior. No, he couldn’t even address himself as a junior before the King of Grandmist—he was a junior’s junior.

Mo Xiao hurriedly explained himself, “I was rude to ask about them…”

Seeing Mo Xiao’s expression of panic, Zhao Lei, Li Shan, Fang Xuanxuan, Bei Xiaomei, and the others felt a little curious.

“Uncle, why haven’t I heard anything about you having a senior brother and another...