these families fawning over him like servants, a hint of disdain flashed in Han Qi's eyes.Even if the Zheng family were to be at their strongest, they wouldn't have fallen this far!They, the Han fami..."Qinyáo, I am your master's master... Your master's chief disciple is your teacher... If you do not save me, it would be a grave transgression!" Huādiē Zhenren's voice echoed from the dust.!A purple-robed old man stood in the air about thirty meters away from the Immortal King, his face grim.He is the six-star Grand Mage, Mo Xiu, who previously cooperated with Fang Yu."I've been waiting...