Midnight.
Meng Family.
"Why do you still intend on staying in my home indefinitely?" Meng Qingtian spoke helplessly.
Kong Shentong held the Exquisite Treasure Tower with one hand, shrugged:
"My courtyard was occupied by that guy called Daoist Venerable, what can I do?"
After a pause, he caressed the treasure tower, sitting cross-legged in the void, his eyes gleaming:
"Tell me, do you think this Daoist Venerable is indeed the World-Honored One Buddha, the Human Race's ancestor?"
"And how did he get entangled with the Chief of the Six Paths Department?"
Meng Qingtian rubbed his forehead, speaking in a low voice:
"You ask me, but whom do I ask? What terrifies me now is that the Chief and the Chairman are actually this powerful, far beyond my original expectations!"
He exhaled a turbid breath, his face showing a solemn expression:
"Originally, I estimated these two might be top-tier True Saints, possibly with one foot into the domain of Celestial Venerates or Buddhas."
