282 I, The Phoenix King, Need Money!

Hong San went to write a letter.

If he was still a little afraid of his master previously, he could not care less now, because the elves had brought shocking news.

Previously, when Tagris was talking to Kang De, Hong San was guarding the door and listening.

After hearing that a mysterious force was obstructing the progress of civilization, suppressing the development of the various countries, and even personally pushing Cathay into the abyss, he immediately broke out in cold sweat.

His master, who had crossed the sea and traveled far away, was drunk all year round and disheartened. Occasionally, he would wail and lament, or kowtow and cry to the west. Every once in a while, he would fly into a rage and curse himself, his disciples, the heavens, and some people he did not know. He would scold everyone until they cried and be depressed for many days.