C679 Roran Palace

He was dressed in a purple robe and had an extraordinary bearing. His sword-like eyebrows were like stars in the sky.

As Faang Dao approached, the surrounding people all gave in. He still had the same face as before, as if he was someone with great authority. Wherever he went, sounds of flattery would be heard.

"Greetings, Son Faang Dao."

"Holy Son Faang Dao, you're finally here