"On what grounds do you claim he is the Young Master of the Mu Clan?" The Purple Light God Emperor snorted coldly.
Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask, "What does the God Emperor mean by that?"
"What do I mean?" The Purple Light God Emperor's eyes were cold, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth gradually widened. "The remnants of the Mu Clan have been rampant for ten thousand years and have never been completely eradicated. Even when some are captured from time to time, they're just small fry. Why is it that upon your arrival, you just happened to kill the Young Master of the Mu Clan during your trials in the Nine Heavens?"
After hearing the Purple Light God Emperor's words, Mu Qingge laughed dismissively, "So the God Emperor doubts my good fortune."
