Other people might not be able to realize that something was wrong, but Huang Xiaolong was no ordinary man. He was an old monster who had experienced more than a hundred million years of life. He knew that something was wrong the moment Lin Xiaotian entered the hall.

No matter how hard the two of them tried to play it off, Huang Xiaolong caught them instantly.

With his actual cultivation base at the God of Creation Realm, Huang Xiaolong’s aura alone was terrifying despite the suppression of his cultivation base. How could a mere Golden Core Realm cultivator hide anything from him?! With a plop, he fell to his knees.

Lin Xiaotian stared at Huang Xiaolong. Is that the power of an expert at the Nascent Soul Realm?

“Senior, Lord, I…” Lin Xiaotian failed to form a single coherent sentence.

“What’s going...