"Saint Ancestor, you are our great savior!"
The Ancestor of the Ancient Sky Tribe lifted his head, eyes filled with excitement and joy, trembling as he spoke.
Great savior?
Xue Rongqing and Ye Feng exchanged a glance, could there be some prophecy?
"Get up and speak!" Xue Rongqing, signaled by Ye Feng's gaze, raised his hand slightly, allowing the Ancestor of the Ancient Sky Tribe and others to stand up and speak, lest it be too peculiar.
"As you command, Saint Ancestor."
The Ancestor of the Ancient Sky Tribe and others hurriedly stood up, hands naturally hanging down as they slightly lowered their heads, surrounding Xue Rongqing and Ye Feng like a group of obedient followers.
"What is going on? Why do you believe I am your Saint Ancestor?"
Xue Rongqing voiced the doubt in his heart.
Ye Feng, standing beside him, also wore a face full of curiosity.
