Atop the Wanfa Peak.
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba was taken aback.
He stared a bit dazed at the delicate faced yet cold-expressioned White Clothed Child in mid-air.
"Master, has our role been reversed?"
He wasn't sure if there were positions that granted a higher status than governing a country, but being rewarded with two thousand merits for doing nothing throughout the year was a salary that probably couldn't be matched with many positions.
He simply didn't know what was the cause of it.
Meanwhile, Yao Wudi's figure flew out from the house and rose in the air to meet the White Clothed Child.
Upon seeing the other party, even a person like Yao Wudi wouldn't dare to show any feelings. The strong wind billowed his robe, and he slightly bowed to the child:
"Yao Wudi sends his greetings to the Ancestral Master of Yuyang."
"Ancestral Master?!"
Wang Ba was shocked.
For someone to address him as such, this White Clothed Child's status...