Heavenly Plains.
Xian Yu City.
The Heavenly Speech Dojo, which was supposed to host tens of thousands of spectators, was eerily silent at the moment.
Everyone looked at the gigantic painting in the sky above the dojo, speechless and silent.
This was because the scene portrayed was astonishingly unbelievable.
One of the top prodigies of the current age in the Three Thousand Worlds of the Upper Realm, Young Master Wushang, who had walked out of the Sword Forest in just half a month, had actually turned into a sycophant!
...
Luo Xiu and Ma Muyang naturally had no idea how the audience outside was reacting.
Luo Xiu squinted his eyes, looking quite enjoying himself, and suddenly shouted, "Little Ma."
"Here, big brother!"
"Massage my left leg."
"You got it, big brother!"
Ma Muyang, with a flattering look, controlled his ten fingers with the perfect amount of force, precisely pressing each acupoint.
Gradually, Luo Xiu drifted into slumber.
