Three minutes later.
Outside the Purple Haze Palace.
Empress Nuwa took Ji Changsheng and mounted the Qing Luan. As soon as Qing Luan flapped its wings, Empress Nuwa burst into laughter, holding her stomach.
Just a moment ago in the Purple Haze Palace, she had almost failed to contain herself.
Her "filial son" she had taken in was just too good at amusing her.
"Mom, are you exaggerating?"
Ji Changsheng saw that Empress Nuwa was laughing so hard that she was almost in tears and didn't quite understand her reaction.
Empress Nuwa indeed laughed heartily. It took her a full minute to compose herself before she waved her hand at Ji Changsheng, "Changsheng, you just completely took Hong Jun aback. He started to stutter. I've known Him for so long and this is the first time I've seen Him lose his composure like this. You really have talent."
Ji Changsheng reflected for a moment and felt that Cultivation Path Ancestor had indeed been a bit confused at the end.
But he understood.