A Martial Dao Saint opened his mouth to ask something from him...
If Hou Yuxiao claimed he wasn't feeling a bit proud at this moment, it would definitely be a lie. He wasn't sure how many Saints there were in the world, but he was certain there weren't many—certainly not more than twenty.
Among the hundreds of millions of people in Shenzhou, there were fewer than twenty Saints.
Just looking at this ratio, one could understand the status of a Saint!
In just a mere decade, he had managed to make a Martial Dao Saint yield. Such an achievement was likely unparalleled in the world.
Hou Yuxiao felt elated, but his face didn't dare to show even the slightest hint of it, especially since Shi Tian was still watching him closely.
He displayed a hint of awkwardness. Honestly, even he felt a bit hypocritical, but he had to show this awkwardness because he had to consider Shi Tian's face.
