The old man was so excited he could barely speak.
His cloudy old eyes held a deep admiration, as if he had seen the divine of his faith.
He knelt down to worship Jun Xiaoyao.
The other villagers of the Great Wilderness Village also knelt.
Jun Xiaoyao lightly waved his sleeve.
Everyone discovered that an invisible force was holding them up, preventing them from kneeling.
This made their eyes shine with even more respect.
This young Holy Body must be extraordinary!
"Sir, could you tell me clearly? Honestly, I am quite confused," Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.
Why were they so confused, and started kneeling to him?
Beside him, Ning Chen and Xiaoxuanxuan felt the aura of Jun Xiaoyao's Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and their little faces also showed delight and reverence.
"Someone like Uncle..." Xiaoxuanxuan murmured.
In her heart, Uncle was the man who protected their Great Wilderness Village and stood firm in the world.
