The footprints on his face had naturally disappeared.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone out and about.
"Hmm?"
Xuanyuan Huangdi frowned tightly, staring at the figure behind the screen, and suddenly exclaimed:
"There's an assassin!"
Fenghou, Cangjie, and the other six divine ministers and generals all stood up at once, ready to turn around and charge at the screen.
"Ah, not right!"
Xuanyuan Huangdi said with a grin: "It seems to be our Heavenly Emperor."
The divine generals nearly failed to rein in their aura in time, their own blood and qi surging.
Li Ping'an, with a forehead and back full of cold sweat, emerged from behind the screen, his face full of an embarrassed smile: "Brother, if you had called out a bit slower, I might have had a chance to reincarnate like you."
"Ha ha ha!"
Xuanyuan Huangdi burst into laughter:
"Who let you come in without giving a heads-up?
"Is the defense in my place so lax that you could come and go so silently?"
