Outside the Daoist temple, a few tall, short, fat, and thin burly men with their own characteristics stood at the door and waited.
Everyone's faces were filled with a murderous expression. It was obvious that they were from the Heavenly King Stronghold.
The leader was the chief, Lu Longchuan, while the others were the leaders of the stronghold. They had been summoned to the capital to receive a reward.
"We haven't had any contact with Perfected Master Windwalker before. I wonder if he's willing to see us."
Xiang Tianjie muttered softly, his tone hesitant.
Lu Longchuan shook his head, "It's hard to say. This person is a favorite of the Emperor and is extremely well-liked at the moment. His status is not something we can compare to. He might not be interested in seeing us."