Wearing the face of a man in his thirties, Feng Hua, who was actually two thousand years old, walked out of Fan Yi's residence, a flattering smile still lingering on his face.
Inside the room, Fan Yi gasped. *Damn it! I think I finally understand why emperors always keep sycophants around!*
This room full of magical treasures, this relentless stream of unprincipled flattery—it was simply outrageous!
Chapter 107