"Well, I'll listen to you once!" Wang Language did not think much about it. He immediately agreed and shouted, "I want to join the Holy Palace!"

"Girl, aren't you going to think about it again?" Many elders regretted to inquire, but looking at Wang Language's firm appearance, they had to withdraw helplessly.

"Welcome, Wang Language, from now on you will be my own disciple, my Devil Palace will not treat you badly!" The middle-aged man finally laughed proudly.

"Oh? In that case, you are the owner of the Holy Palace? As your own disciple, how can you give me a resounding name? Wang Language is not polite to ask for...