Just as she was thinking about getting to work, a bout of noisy commotion outside the door drew Ao Ling's mind and spirit.
Looking up, a few seconds passed before a sturdy man walked in.
Though he appeared rather rugged, the luxurious clothes he wore at a glance were clearly not of mortal grade.
Zhao Gongming, somewhat stunned, could immediately tell the true form of the young girl before him, being a Quasi-Saint himself.
How could there be a golden, glittering dragon here?
Zhao Gongming grew a bit puzzled.
The respectful expression he had brewed up on his face returned to normal, where was the unrivaled great power that even his master said they should befriend?
The crowd behind him also made their way in.
The Three Xiaos were also taken aback upon seeing Ao Ling, scrutinizing the simple clothes she had changed into.
Silently criticising.
Was this the new recruit?
They knew the Bull Demon King and the Roc Demon King had gone home and probably wouldn't return so soon.