Hei Xinjiu thought for a moment and said,
“Master Wuzhao, you’ve made a great contribution this time. You will definitely cause a sensation when you return to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.”
Master Wuzhao couldn’t hide his excitement. Even if he was indifferent to fame and fortune, he was still looking forward to the scene that he was about to face.
“Master Wuzhao, it’s not that I’m exaggerating, but after this incident, your reputation in the ten thousand Buddhas Sacred Hall might be even higher than that of Master Wu Lang.
Perhaps in the future, everyone in the world might not know who master Wu Lang is, but they might know who you are, Master Wuzhao!”
Master Wuzhao’s face showed a hint of pride, but he felt that he had lost his composure and coughed dryly:
“You’re exaggerating a little. Although it’s true that it’s rare to obtain a lotus flower, it’s not as exaggerated as you say.”