The white-haired elder wore a simple white robe.
His voice sounded ancient, yet it was full of vigor.
Combined with his crystalline, snow-white hair, he had the distinct bearing of an Immortal.
Now, his deep-set eyes were fixed on Li Chang'an as he spoke.
Although his voice was devoid of worldly emotion, it still made the hearts of every member of the Great Zhou Royal Family present sink.
Li Chang'an stared back at the elder, his gaze filled with scrutiny.
He was gauging the difference in their combat strength.
Once he determined that the man's power was about what he'd expected, he spoke slowly. "And who might you be? Why should I kneel just for seeing you?"
Before the elder could even react to his words, Emperor Wu of Zhou and Li Lin were already on the verge of tears from fright.
