"Alright, hurry up and go cultivate!"
Yang Zhenshan said, shooing him away.
This bull-nosed old Daoist really could be annoying sometimes.
Just as Xuanzhen left, Han Fei came running over again to report: "Reporting to True Monarch, someone outside the Blessed Land seeks an audience. The visitor claims to be the Moon Jade Demon King of the Spirit Deer Clan!"
For the past ten years, Han Fei had been in charge of guarding the Transmission Hall of Jade City, so any news from outside was passed on by him. Especially matters that required Yang Zhenshan to make a decision—he had to personally come to report them.
"Moon Jade Demon King!" Yang Zhenshan felt somewhat puzzled.
He had no dealings whatsoever with the Moon Jade Demon King, nor had he ever met her.
