Kapitel 2433: It's My Turn to Guard Her

"Hahaha, I, Song, have returned to the center stage!" The golden figure stepped out of the vortex and shouted in the void.

"Your Majesty, please refrain from shouting loudly. Excessive movement may cause the gold paint to come off," a man with a crown on his head, and sleeves resembling blazing suns, reminded from the vortex behind him. He smiled as he spoke. The fresh coat of gold paint had not yet dried.

This man was none other than the Great Western Emperor, one of the Four Great Emperors of the ancient Heavenly City.

The golden figure was left speechless, his grand entrance abruptly halted.