The Master's legs went weak again.
"Changsheng, Grand Mage Xuandu is our ancestral master," he said.
Ji Changsheng dismissed his concerns: "Fear not the changes of Heaven, nor honor the ancestors unduly. As long as Grand Mage Xuandu is reasonable, he wouldn't trouble us. If he does trouble us, what does it matter whether he's our ancestor or not?"
The Master was left speechless, subconsciously feeling that Changsheng's words made sense.
But then he realized there was no sense in them at all.
If he had said that, Grand Mage Xuandu might charge him with the crime of being disrespectful to his master and ancestors.
"Enough, this isn't the place to talk. Master, let's go to the Moon Palace first. We'll sort out what we achieved this time and then hold an internal meeting to discuss the future rules," Changsheng said.
Three minutes later.
Moon Palace.
Li Changxi and Ji Changsheng sat in the main seats, while Xiao Mu and Xiao Yu sat below them.