At this time, he dared to speak and said in a harsh voice: "Master, although we are unfavorable in doing things, we are not without dedication!"

"For a hundred years, we have used various means to explore dozens of big worlds and spent countless precious resources."

"At a huge cost, I asked Master Asba to make nine prophecies."

"But no matter what, these nine predictions are all empty!"

"I have no idea where Ye Xinghe's traces are!"

Xuanyuan Taihao laughed wildly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

His voice was full of sarcasm: "Why, is it possible that my good brother can still float in the turbulent flow of time and space for hundreds of years?"

"Trash is trash, let me see."

Having said this, he suddenly fell silent.

It seems to remind me of the terror of Master Asba.

If at this time, I said something disrespectful to him here, he would sense it.

Even with his own status, it is difficult to end it.

He paced irritably, then suddenly stood still, staring intently at the leader of the man in black robe and mask.

"I remember that Master Asba can only predict once every ten years."
Chapter completed!