When Huang Xiaolong opened his eyes, he saw the face of Xiao Feng standing outside the Big Formation, looking both like he was crying and laughing.
"Lord Deacon Xiao Feng, did I pass the assessment?" Huang Xiaolong asked calmly.
Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong address him as Lord Deacon Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng was so scared that his legs completely gave way, and he knelt down, crying: "Your Highness the Saint Son, you have passed the assessment, fully passed the assessment!"
Huang Xiaolong calling him Lord Deacon— wasn't that a death sentence for him?
Huang Xiaolong's face remained indifferent: "Since I've passed the assessment, that's something to be happy about. Why are you crying?"
Xiao Feng trembled all over, his sobbing stopped abruptly, and he looked fearful: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die! Your Highness the Saint Son, forgive me, I was just too happy, yes, too happy!"
"You have been troubled." Huang Xiaolong said indifferently, but he meant more than he said.
