'He can endure this much?'
Wu Dao, on the other hand, was slightly surprised by the Saint King's emotional control. He had dealt with the Saint King twice before.
Arrogant and conceited, a man who would exact revenge for the smallest grievance.
That was his entire impression of the Saint King.
He never expected it.
After just a few short years, it was as if he were a completely different person. Faced with such humiliation, he didn't even show his anger. His temperament had undergone a complete transformation.
'Those destined for greatness...'
'...know when to yield and when to stand firm, never letting joy or anger show on their face.'
'The Saint King at this moment...'
'...truly has the air of a ruthless conqueror.'
'Hmm…'
'He's also become more... fragrant.'
Wu Dao gazed at the Saint King's back and couldn't help but lick his lips, as if he were looking at a peerless beauty.
"HISS... how strange."
Under the gateway,
