The saints looked at each other.

They can ignore ordinary people and even just walk away.

But Wang Jing can't do that, because even the God King is protecting him.

In that holy war that year, all sixteen disciples of the God King died because of Wang Jing.

"good."

Saint Xu and Saint Banqiu did not think about anything else and fell down.

"I don't have a place to settle down now, so I'd like to borrow the Prince's Eastern Palace to treat you two to a cup of hot tea." Wang Jing smiled and said.

"That's enough."

The Xu clan saint smiled and said, "We in the Xu clan also admire the Heavenly King very much. Moreover, the Heavenly King saved someone from our consortium in Jiamu City. We never had the chance to say thank you to the Heavenly King, but now is the perfect opportunity."

This is just a polite statement made by businessmen.

Wang Jing didn't care and said with a smile, "It's just a small favor. Are you talking about Xu Shanhui? I personally have a good impression of her. After all, she is the kind of person who you can never forget after just one look at her."

Xue Jialang and the other two secretly turned their eyes away, pretending they saw nothing.

Wang Jing’s ability to tell lies with open eyes is getting better and better.

I was still sorting out the things that happened before Beihuang yesterday, and I still can’t forget them, bah!

The Xu clan saint was taken aback, thinking that Wang Jing was interested in Xu Shanhui, so he continued, "Huihui has always wanted to thank the Heavenly King in person. If the Heavenly King has time, I can send Huihui over."

"Okay, I'll arrange a place to meet next time."

Wang Jing smiled and changed the subject without leaving any trace. He looked at the Banqiu Saint and said, "Senior, please try the tea. I'm still a child, and I taste tea to learn from you seniors. It's a bit pretentious, haha."