"Why is the Wu'an Monarch here?"
"I was chasing that trouble-making Great Grade. He fled into Taishan, so I couldn't capture him."
"Oh?"
During this brief exchange, the few people who had stopped by the mountain path to watch the ceremony were all startled.
"The Wu'an Monarch..." Xiang Yu stared intently at the man clad in Profound Armor, his heart thumping in his chest, completely mesmerized.
Wang Zhiyao and Zhang Jifeng's eyes went wide as well. The Wu'an Monarch, Bai Qi—how could they not know of him?
It was Liu Bang who spoke up, somewhat confused.
"Chasing a Great Grade Immortal... Is there anyone else on this mountain besides us? Upper Immortal, what do you think?"
As he spoke, he cast a respectful glance toward Yan Huang, who had a miserable look on his face.
"What do I think? I think I'm getting out of here!"
