Eastern Emperor Heaven
Yun Zhongzi was riding a white cloud, rushing aimlessly and looked slightly flustered, completely lacking his usual detached and ethereal aura.
No matter how fast he flew or how many times he changed direction, there was always a tall and heroic silhouette following him.
And from time to time, a robust and loud voice reached his ears.
"Great nephew, don't fly so fast!"
"We're here to hunt for treasures, we need to search slowly! You're flying too fast, we'll miss the treasures!"
"Great nephew, wait for me, your uncle can't keep up with flying…"
Yun Zhongzi felt a surge of joy in his heart, he turned his head back only to see that Qi Zhongjun, who claimed to be his uncle, was leisurely walking on air with his hands behind his back.
