Everyone stared at Zhao Huai with curious and envious eyes.
It made him very uncomfortable.
Their gazes seemed to want to dissect Zhao Huai to see what he was made of.
"Greetings, Elder."
All the disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect bowed to the Taoist priest with a goat beard after landing.
"Greetings, senior."
Zhao Huai clasped his fists and exchanged pleasantries.
Since the man was an elder of the Immortal Yearning Sect, it was appropriate to greet him.
Zhao Huai knew that the man in front of him was a strong cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, who had fought the fully awakened Demon King for hundreds of rounds. This fact alone proved his strength and made him worth greeting.
However, Zhao Huai had not yet figured out exactly what had happened, including the recent events involving Yan Country's national fortune, and was completely unaware of it all.