“Young Master Zhang Yihui, how dare Xu Haidong give us fake information…? When we return, I’ll drag him before you to receive his punishment!” Eminent Elder An Li raged. 

Xu Haidong was a branch president of a super chamber of commerce in the Holy World. 

Zhang Yihui's eyes flashed with a trace of coldness when the name ‘Xu Haidong’ was mentioned. 

As they flew through the skies, An Li stopped and stared in a certain direction in amazement. 

“Eminent Elder An Li, why did you stop?” Zhang Yihui was baffled after seeing him stop so suddenly.

Strange rays of light shot out from An Li’s eyes, and he looked towards the direction Huang Xiaolong was in. A chuckle left his lips. “Young Master Zhang Yihui, it seems like we’re pretty lucky!”

The other True Saint beside him smiled in response, “Eminent Elder An Li is...