The Primordial Battlefield’s Ore
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Master Celestial, we missed you so much!"
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming beforehand?"
Upon seeing Shen Tian, the four of them hurriedly walked up to him.
Shen Tian's mouth twitched, and he said hurriedly, "You're not allowed to hug my legs anymore!"
The four of them exchanged gazes and silently nodded.
Indeed, everyone's analysis results were correct—the same method to curry favor could not be used a second time.
Xiong Meng had a straightforward personality, so he immediately asked, "Master Celestial, can you really predict the future? Did you come to help solve our problem?"
Shen Tian was slightly stunned. "Problem? What problem?"
Liu Taiyi replied, "Dear Master Celestial, we hope for Shopkeeper Song to take the position of our sect's Grand Elder."
Shopkeeper Song shook his head. "How do I dare, it-it's not appropriate!"
After hearing their arguments, Shen Tian felt that they were idiots!