Yang Tian exchanged greetings with stone for a while, as if he was crying on the ground, afraid of the emissary of Huajia who dared not climb up. Yang Tian sighed slightly, waved weakly, and said indifferently, "let him get up."

several of his men helped the messengers of Huajia up from the ground. But in this slow process, they made some small hands and feet, and Yang Tian and the stone pretended not to see them. This pitied the emissary of the flower family. The flame of a big family that had been accumulated in him for a long time was completely gone. For a pair of sad faces...