To Qin Xuan, Jun Xiaoyao is simply a figure that only exists in legends.
And now, upon learning Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, Qin Xuan was entirely stunned on the spot.
It's too dreamy, too unreal!
"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Qin... Qin Xuan meets... meets Lord Divine Son!" Qin Xuan spoke haltingly, stammering, and paid her respects to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Alright, come on up." Jun Xiaoyao gestured with his hand.
Such respectful and reverent attitudes were not unfamiliar to him.
Qin Xuan's heart was both nervous and excited, her entire pretty face flushed red as she leapt onto the Nine-headed Lion's back.
The Nine-headed Lion's size could be either large or small, capable of carrying a hundred people without any issues.
Qin Xuan stood at the back, looking at Jun Xiaoyao with eyes full of awe and admiration.
"Rest assured, Yang Pan will pay the price." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
