"Truly... truly a Sixth-stage Alchemy Master!"
"So esteed and unparalleled, a Sixth-stage Alchemy Master! This is the first ti in my life I’ve seen one!"
"It’s just like eting a legendary figure. This person here must be the celebrated legend from the Alchemy Master Guilds of the other great nations. But who could this person be?"
Facing those reverent voices, Mo Yang raised his proud head, yet with Soul Power, he communicated unhappily to Shi Feng, "Kid, I knew you were up to no good! Are you afraid I’ll run away or sothing?"
Shi Feng certainly wouldn’t let Mo Yang out like that. As he let him out, he imprinted a mark within Mo Yang’s body, ensuring that even though Mo Yang was free, his life was at Shi Feng’s whim.
"I really am worried that you won’t behave. Now, as long as you cooperate with , you’ll find it quite pleasant!" Shi Feng responded to Mo Yang with Soul Power.
"Cooperate my ass!" Mo Yang scoffed disdainfully.
In just a brief mont, due to the excited outcry of the crowd, a circle of people had ford around Shi Feng and Mo Yang, among them many servant girls from the Alchemy Master Guild, as well as quite a few Alchemy Masters from the Guild.
"My Lord... what is your relationship with this... this gentleman?" The beautiful servant girl who had just been serving Shi Feng asked weakly from within the crowd, her heart filled with shock.
She realized that she might have angered soone she couldn’t afford to provoke.
Facing the servant girl’s inquiry, Shi Feng pointed at Mo Yang and blandly stated, "This is Old Mo, with the last na Mo and first na Yang. He’s my servant."
"What!" The crowd that had gathered was suddenly astonished by Shi Feng’s words. This great and noble Sixth-stage Alchemy Master is your servant?
"Mo! Mo Yang! I know, I’ve heard of him! That’s the Elder from the Tianlan Empire’s Alchemy Master Guild, Master Mo Yang! His reputation is renowned throughout the Eastern Domain!"
"Who is this person? Does he have a death wish? To dare to call Master Mo his servant!"
"Don’t you recognize this man either? He is the current War God of the Yunlai Empire, Shi Feng!"
"What! He is Shi Feng! The... the War God Shi Feng!"
"But how could Master Mo be his servant? He’s a subli and eminent Sixth-stage Alchemy Master! Even the Tianlan Emperor would have to pay his respects when eting Master Mo."
However, after a mont, the crowd realized that Mo Yang didn’t react as violently as many had expected when Shi Feng declared him to be his servant. Instead, he continued to hold his head high and noble, silent. Could it be that Master Mo was acquiescing?
Mo Yang had no choice but to acquiesce. Right now, his life was completely in Shi Feng’s hands; how could he dare act out or go against Shi Feng’s wishes? Yet in this short span of ti, he had already cursed Shi Feng hundreds of tis in his heart.
"Is Master Mo really Shi Feng’s servant?"
"I couldn’t believe it at first, but look, Master Mo isn’t saying anything. It’s obvious, isn’t it? My goodness, this Shi Feng is too unbelievable, to actually make Master Mo willingly beco his servant?"
"Damn willingly my ass!" Mo Yang cursed the speaker in his heart. With such a noble identity, how could he possibly serve willingly as soone’s lackey? Are you sick in the head? Stupid, this brain, really too stupid!
At this mont, Mo Yang felt like going insane! Already a proud man, he now wished for a hole to crawl into. Holding his head high no longer felt right, but neither did lowering it—it truly began to feel as though he was Shi Feng’s lackey!
Just then, in front of Shi Feng and Mo Yang, the crowd parted to create a path, and a group of Alchemy Masters wearing loose white robes approached.
"Sir! Master Mo Yang, it really is you!" At the forefront, a man with disheveled white hair and tattered white robes, as if he had just survived a disaster, saw Mo Yang and exclaid with an excited old face.
This man was none other than Qin Yuan, the president of the local Alchemy Master Guild. Qin Yuan had been crafting a Fifth Grade Pill in a secret chamber for three days and nights, but when other Alchemy Masters suddenly burst in and inford him of Master Mo Yang’s arrival, he hurriedly abandoned his craft. In his haste, flas spilled from the pill furnace, leaving him in his current disheveled state.
However, Qin Yuan hadn’t even taken the ti to change his clothes and rushed over in panic, leading a group of Alchemy Masters from the guild to welco Mo Yang.
Although Qin Yuan was the president of this Guild, it was subordinate to the Alchemy Master Guild of the Tianlan Empire, once part of the Heavenly Mist Empire. The Superior Guild’s president and elders, along with the council, could dismiss him from his position by a simple majority vote.
And Mo Yang was one of those elders who could initiate the vote to dismiss him. Moreover, Qin Yuan had t Mo Yang a few tis before and knew that he was a man who valued face and was petty. Offending him might jeopardize his position as the president of the Guild!
More importantly, Qin Yuan believed that Mo Yang, who usually stayed at the Guild in the Tianlan Empire, was intimate with the president and elders, constantly studying the ways of Alchemy with them. Should Mo Yang simply speak up, his position as president could be lost.
Therefore, the second Qin Yuan heard of Mo Yang’s arrival, he rushed over without delay, fearing that any procrastination might displease Mo Yang.
So people, who had begun to doubt Mo Yang’s identity and even suspected his Alchemy Master robe and badge to be fake, now saw that Qin Yuan, the esteed president of the high-standing Alchemy Master Guild, ca to greet Mo Yang in such a disheveled state. They had always seen this dignified president maintain a neutral face, one that revealed none of his emotions, but now, he seed entirely transford, like a subordinate eting a superior. Without Mo Yang’s presence, one might have thought he was possessed by another soul.
With Qin Yuan’s appearance, no one doubted Mo Yang’s authenticity anymore.
Looking at Qin Yuan, who resembled a beggar, Mo Yang still held his head high and nodded at him, saying, "I didn’t think you’d still recognize after all these years!"
"Of course," Qin Yuan laughed, "Years have passed, yet you still have the sa grace, Sir!" However, his face, stained with the gri of disaster, twisted into a smile resembling that of an old beggar begging for money.
"Ah! It’s over, totally over! I have actually offended the lackey of such an important person," the beautiful maidservant thought to herself. She had begun to doubt Mo Yang’s authenticity, wondering how such a significant person could willingly be soone’s lackey.
But now, even the distinguished Guild president had co out in such a state to greet his lackey—that ant this person must be exceptionally influential!
Perhaps, perhaps when the ti cos, the Guild president will extinguish that person’s anger by offering ... by letting serve him! But... but it would be my first ti! I’ve heard the first ti is painful; I can’t do such a thing!
But on closer inspection, this person of great importance is actually not so bad-looking, and so young on top of that.
But still... I still can’t do such things!
The beautiful maidservant spoke to herself amid a swirl of complex emotions.
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