"Alright." The Ghost Valley Sage waved his hand indifferently. "There's no need to be so polite."

The Ghost Valley Sage was not bothered about some mundane social etiquettes.

However, Darryl did not dare to act so rudely in front of someone who was almost a god-like existence.

The next second, Darryl scratched his head and asked curiously, "Ghost Valley Sage, how did you get locked in the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower?"

Darryl was curious about the answer.

The civil and military officials and the Empress and Quincy had their eyes on the Ghost Valley Sage; they also anticipated his answer.

Like Darryl, they were also very puzzled.

The Ghost Valley Sage was a phenomenal person; many historical people were his disciples. The Ghost Valley Sage was almost like a god, and there were very few people who were better than him.

Who could have kept him in the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower?

The Ghost Valley Sage sighed and glanced at the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower in Dar