Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Chapter 233: Yang Zhao Arrives!
On the main peak of Kunwu Training Camp...
Yang Zhao was wearing a white robe, a black coronet on top of his head. His head was raised up high, and his chest was puffed up. He was accompanied by four well-built Chamberlains of Imperial Insignia, and this further added to his majestic disposition.
A cold breeze blew across the top of the mountain, and Yang Zhao's robe danced along with the wind.
In just the short span of a few months since entering the capital, Yang Zhao had already learned how to assume the disposition of an academic with ease.
If one wasn't aware of the truth, just by looking at Yang Zhao's silhouette, one would probably regard him as a wise scholar and have some respect for him.
Wang Chong did know of Yang Zhao's background, and he had seen the latter in his humblest moment. But even so, whenever he saw Yang Zhao in such a manner, he couldn't help but be awed by the latter's ability to adapt.
Putting his capabilities aside for the moment, just his diligence in his “studies” was already worthy of compliments. After all, not everyone would be able to assume a scholarly disposition in just two to three months.
Rumor had it that this future imperial uncle was already blending in with the officials of the royal court.
Even though he's an irredeemable gambler, to be able to change so much in such a short period of time, he could also be considered as a genius!, Wang Chong thought.
It wasn't without reason that Yang Zhao was able to climb to such high heights despite his humble birth. In Wang Chong's view, just this view alone was sufficient to tell much about the matter.
Calming himself down, under the lead of an instructor, Wang Chong soon arrived before Yang Zhao. Given that the latter was currently “inspecting on behalf of the heavens”, there was no excuse that he could offer to turn down the meeting.
Weng!
Standing on top of a boulder, Yang Zhao heard some sound behind him and turned around.
"Haha, Wang Chong, it has been long since we last met!"
Upon seeing Wang Chong, Yang Zhao's
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