In just a few minutes, the pressure Lu Hong endured around him had reached its limit, and the golden mystic stone ground beneath his feet began to show signs of cracking.
Yet Lu Hong smiled and looked at the silently seated Rongtian's Master, speaking, "Emperor Wu, didn't you summon me here to grant me titles and nobility?"
Hearing Lu Hong's words, the gathered Martial Kings were taken aback, and the pressure they exerted halted momentarily.
Damn, is this fool out of his mind?
Most of the Martial Kings present had such a question pop into their minds. If he couldn't provide an adequate identity explanation, he'd certainly be beaten to death, wouldn't he?
He couldn't even sense it, yet he dared to question Rongtian's Master?
If this isn't foolishness, what is?
Most of the Martial Kings thought this way, but there were still a few who showed a hint of surprise, looking at Lu Hong with a touch of admiration.
