Great Immortal Zhenyuan felt a shiver run down his spine. He hunched his back even further, assuming an air of profound humility. Qingfeng and Mingyue naturally followed suit, bowing along with him; the two of them seemed even more terrified of Ye Qingyun, and their display of manners was impeccable.
They were practically on the verge of kneeling down to kowtow. Had Ye Qingyun let out so much as a cough at that moment, the two simpletons would likely have collapsed onto their knees instantly.
"Great Immortal, there is no need for such formalities," Ye Qingyun said, waving a hand to signal for him to sit and speak.
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